The Key of Solomon by Glen Robinson

Author:Glen Robinson [Robinson, Glen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Magic, Egypt, Witchcraft, Wicca, Christian, austin, Dallas, linguist, coptic, library of alexandria
Publisher: Farenorth Press
Published: 2017-11-30T22:00:00+00:00

Maddie had Ahmed drop her off on the corner about a block away from the home of Professor Moussa. He had lived in Cairo his entire life, and was a traditional, unassuming man, so despite having an international reputation and being both a Fulbright Scholar and a tenured professor at the University of Cairo, he lived in the neighborhood where he had grown up. It was pretty rustic, with clay and stone walls and gravel streets.

The Moussa home had been upgraded to the point where they had electricity, indoor plumbing, plaster walls, tile floors and even Wi-Fi, but Maddie had remembered living in their home for six months. During that time, the professor had spent every waking moment either playing with his children, working to upgrade his home, or reading. It was the home where he had been born, and as a man of tradition, he refused to leave it.

Now, Maddie stood in front of it, staring at the pink stucco around it, the small patches of grass that struggled to survive on his lawn, and one lone hibiscus plant that rose defiantly beneath a window.

“Mudaris!” she heard shouted at her from the darkened doorway. A figure burst out of the space and a teenager of about eighteen tackled her in an embrace. It was very un-Muslim of him to do that, but they had always had an unorthodox relationship.

“Ibris,” Maddie said, hugging him back. “You never called me mudaris before. That was always your father’s title. He was the big teacher, I was the little teacher. You always called me almuelim alsaghir.”

Ibris looked up at Maddie, still clutching her as if holding onto her would ease the obvious pain he felt.

“You are mudaris now,” he said, smiling through tears. “I am glad you came to see us.”

“I am too,” Maddie said, hugging him tightly. “Your English has gotten a lot better. You’ve been practicing.”

“I’m an intern at a TV station here in town,” Ibris said. “I want to be a cameraman. Or maybe a reporter.”

“Don’t be a reporter,” Maddie said, thinking about someone else. “That will get you in too much trouble.”

“Madelyn,” another voice said from the doorway. Maddie looked up to see Professor Moussa’s widow, appropriately dressed in black. “What a pleasant surprise. Come in.”

“Tahany, I am so sorry,” Maddie said, switching over to Arabic. She walked up and embraced the woman. They stood and hugged silently for a long moment. “I am so sorry that I wasn’t here earlier. Somehow I didn’t get word about his death until just last week.”

Tahany nodded. “It is…very complicated,” she said. “You understand how things are here. He is a well-known, respected man here in our country. I am his wife. But I am only a woman. When he died, it was as if all the decisions were taken out of my hands. The university stepped in and decided everything. They decided how he would be buried and who would attend. Then they decided to do their own independent autopsy and announced that he had been poisoned.

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