She's in Egypt. She's in Minya. By the Nile.
She sips fresh strawberry juice. She eats beans with her fingers. She leans back in her chair.
It's soon dusk. The Nile turns a color that has no name. A man in a turquoise boat rows by. He smiles.
Night falls. She's still by the Nile, now black. A traveling boat casts impossible reflections.
She is happy.
It's almost midnight. She gets up from her chair. The umbrellas strung with lights look like spaceships.
Maybe..... they secretly are....
