...Gamel. I stare at him in blank surprise because I had no idea at all that he was back. Relief at seeing him again - perfectly well, although that shouldn't be surprising - mingles with guilt at the way I treated him the last time I saw him.

I take the sweets off him and pat his arm the way I used to. "Thank you, Gamel." Instead of throwing them away, however, I slip them into my pocket instead.