After Five Years In Saudi Arabia I Came Home To Find My Wife And Son Hungry Behind The Mansion

lost part of the project, paid us out, and sent us home in batches. Men around me cursed or cheered depending on what waited for them on the other side of the flight.

I stood in the airport in Riyadh with my duffel bag, work boots still dusty, and thought about calling Maya. Then I decided not to. For once, I wanted to surprise them.

At the airport shops,continue reading …