The Orange Grove. Larry Tremblay

what it was. Soulayed shrugged. A few minutes later, the jeep braked to a brutal halt. They could go no farther. The mountain rose up before them, blocking the horizon with its bluish mass. Soulayed got out of the jeep. Took a few steps.

      “What’s he doing?” Amed asked his brother in a low voice.

      Suddenly they heard the sound of water. Stifling his laughter, Aziz said, “He’s emptying his bladder.”

      After what was to them a long wait, Soulayed came back and sat in the jeep. Lit a cigarette. Took a deep drag and pointed to the mountain, there in front of them.