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

until the cashier laughed. A remote-control truck. Building blocks. A soccer ball. A little toy airplane, because I wanted to tell him that airplanes could also bring fathers home.

On the flight, I could not sleep.

Three nights before departure, sitting on my bunk with a plastic cup of coffee and a stack of old emails, I had noticed something that did continue reading …