Under the Bombs Page #3

They were just waiting

on the doorstep,

ready to get back home.

- Tell me about Joseph.

- He wants to come back.

And end up in prison

because of f***ing politics.

Listen... Prison, I know.

Homesickness drove me back.

Bloody homesickness!

You say that

because you don't know.

- He talked about me?

- All the time. He misses you.

And the twins?

Bless them! They are ten

and at primary school.

They speak Hebrew

as if they were born there.

Jews and us, we're the same.

Same look, same face...

same mould.

Shopkeepers like us,

only richer.

Ten years old!

How long is it since

you've seen your village?

Ten years.

You're afraid of going back?

They are still recovering

bodies from the rubble

and clearing the southern suburbs

and many places in the South.

The Lebanese Red Cross

recovered 16 bodies

in Taibe and Adaisse.

It's my aunt's house.

They are martyrs -

Hussein Nasrallah, Nazha Nasrallah...

Is this what's left of it?

Kacem Hazouri, Ali Souli,

Hanu Marmar and his wife Fatme,

Mhamed Karim,

their daughter Aya.

It's that way!

Up there, on the right.

Here!

A bomb has also gone off

in Zaltar-West,

killing one person,

Ali Khalil Turkiya,

whose body was transported

to hospital in Nabatiy.

The army announced this morning

that military units are still

counting the unexploded munitions

left behind by the Israeli army...

No...

No, they weren't inside.

Dear Lord...

Tell me they weren't in.

Maha!

Karim!

Dear Lord,

tell me they weren't inside!

Who are you looking for?

- I'm Maha's sister.

- Her sister?

She was inside?

Answer me!

- Was she inside?

- You have to be strong.

Your sister's a martyr.

She's in paradise.

Don't be afraid. Don't cry.

In paradise?

Don't cry.

Be proud of her.

And my son, Karim?

Was he with her?

- He's your son?

- Yes! You've seen him?

- He's safe.

- Is it true? You've seen him?

- Karim is your son?

- Yes.

Karim looks like you.

We played together.

Journalists took him.

Where to?

- What's your name?

- Ali.

- Where's Karim?

- With the journalists.

- Which journalists?

- French.

Tell me the truth Ali.

- Where did they take him?

- To Tyre.

Where in Tyre?

You're sure?

Did you see him

with your own eyes? Is he alive?

Your son's alive.

Calm down.

Don't cry.

Maha, my dear Maha!

- Maha, my darling.

- Calm down.

Maha, my darling Maha.

Why you, why?

She wasn't the only one.

You were so peace loving!

If only I'd been with you!

Where are you taking me?

Where are we going?

Where is my sister?

I left without finding out?

And my son?

Where is he?

With the French, but where?

I know about my sister.

But my son?

We drove on without finding out.

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