Bleeding Edge, pp. 312-313

[Jochen Stremmel]

Come now, you who say,
<https://biblia.com/bible/esv/Jas4.13-15#footnote1>“Today
or tomorrow we will go into such and such a town and spend a year there and
trade and make a profit”— yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring.
What is your life? For <https://biblia.com/bible/esv/Jas4.13-15#footnote2>you
are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes. Instead you
ought to say, <https://biblia.com/bible/esv/Jas4.13-15#footnote3>“If the
Lord wills, we will live and do this or that.”

2015-11-16 11:12 GMT+01:00 Mark Thibodeau <jerkyleboeuf at gmail.com>:

> Hm.
>
> On Mon, Nov 16, 2015 at 5:02 AM, Kai Frederik Lorentzen <
> lorentzen at hotmail.de> wrote:
>
>>
>>    In the taxi on the way home, there's loud traffic in Arabic on the
>> radio, which Maxine figures at first for a call-in show till the cabbie
>> picks up a handset and joins in. She glances at the ID up on the Plexiglas.
>> The face in the photo is too indistinct to make out, but the name is
>> Islamic, Mohammed somebody.
>>    It's like hearing a party from another room, though Maxine notices
>> there's no music, no laughing. High emotion all right, but closer to tears
>> or anger. Men talking over each other, shouting, interrupting. A couple of
>> the voices might be women's, though later it will seem they could have
>> belonged to high-pitched men. The only word Maxine recognizes, and she
>> hears it more than once, is *Inshallah*. "Arabic for 'whatever,'" Horst
>> nods.
>>    They're waiting at a light. "If it is God's will," the driver corrects
>> him, half turning in his seat so that Maxine happens to be looking him in
>> the face. What she sees there will keep her from getting to sleep right
>> away. Or that's how she'll remember it.
>>
>>
>
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