“The damned sand got everywhere: in her shoes, in her hair, in her mouth. Even in her... Well, even in her you-know-what. Christine Smyth despised Egypt. She hated heat. She hated the desert. She hated hookahs and kebabs and overcrowded Cairo city buses. But she especially hated sand.”

“The damned sand got everywhere: in her shoes, in her hair, in her mouth. Even in her... Well, even in her you-know-what. Christine Smyth despised Egypt. She hated heat. She hated the desert. She hated hookahs and kebabs and overcrowded Cairo city buses. But she especially hated sand.”

— Killian McRae