City Woman
“She turned over and buried her head in the pillows but the noise continued. Was it someone singing? One of her brothers, at this hour of the morning? What on earth was he up to? Caroline dragged herself back to consciousness and sat up, yawning. Bleary-eyed she reached for her bedside lamp. It wasn’t there. Comprehension dawned and she shook her head at her stupidity. Of course she wasn’t at home: she was in Abu Dhabi and that musical wailing that was amplified across the city must be the famou...s call to prayer.
So that was what it sounded like! Caroline had read about the muezzins calling the faithful to prayer five times a day from the mosques, and now she was hearing it for the very first time. A little tingle of excitement ran up her spine. Who could believe that she, timid and unadventurous Caroline Stacey Yates, was lying in a bed, in an Arab country, thousands of miles from home, listening to the call to prayer. Only that she knew better, she would have told herself she was dreaming.MoreLess
So that was what it sounded like! Caroline had read about the muezzins calling the faithful to prayer five times a day from the mosques, and now she was hearing it for the very first time. A little tingle of excitement ran up her spine. Who could believe that she, timid and unadventurous Caroline Stacey Yates, was lying in a bed, in an Arab country, thousands of miles from home, listening to the call to prayer. Only that she knew better, she would have told herself she was dreaming.MoreLess
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