We didn't think we understood Tunisia. We understood more than we knew.
He wore only cargo pants. Though no one said it, out of respect for his PhD (which might have been fake, for all we know), he was a horrid teacher.
You call everyone who is not near you—and that is, well, everyone.
I started to panic, but S talked me through it, told me to hold the panic small and tight until we got indoors. I managed because she was holding me.