by Joan Hess
“We need passports,” I said, “and tetanus boosters just to be safe. I don’t think we have to worry about malaria or yellow fever.”
“The only way I’m going some hideous place with mosquitoes is if you stuff me in a trunk and ship me there. I’ll pound on the lid until someone hears me and lets me out, and then you’ll be arrested for child abuse. I’ll take my chances at a foster home.”
“I’ll have to find out how hot it will be,” I continued. “We’ll definitely need sunglasses and cameras. Sunscreen, too.”
Caron crossed her arms. “You have totally lost your mind. You need to be medicated and locked up until these delusions go away. I promise I’ll visit every Sunday afternoon with flowers and a copy of The New York Times. For a while, anyway. I may get bored with the whole thing.”
“Several guidebooks, of course, and a phrase book, although I suspect most everybody will speak enough English for us to get along.”
“Stop right now. You need a cold shower.”
“I imagine we’ll be taking lots of them in Egypt,” I said serenely.
Table of Contents
Cover Page
Title
Copyright
Dedication
Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Table of Contents
Cover Page
Title
Copyright
Dedication
Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen