round tray and went outside. "So what's all this I hear about your going mad in the sandstorm?" Muhammed asked, Rashida grimaced Trust Iman to go spreading tales Sandstorms make me feel funny," she explained. She suddenly felt embarrassed about the figure in the storm and the face in the mirror. Tricks ofthe light, that's all they were. If she wasn't careful, people would be calling her crazy "Did Mum send any message?" she asked, changing the subject. "Er... no," Muhammed said "She just sent her love, and said she'd see you on Saturday Rashida gave a hall smile. She hadn't missed the way he looked over at Grandma before answering, and the slight shake of her head in response. Rashida felt her sense of uneasiness return. I've got to go," Muhammed said suddenly, standing up. Grandma didn't try to stop him, even though he hadn't touched his tea, Rashida walked with him to his heavy black bicycle, and watched him mount und pedal away. She stood looking after him for several ninutes, then turned and followed Grandma into the house, "What was it you wanted to tell me before? Grandma asked Rashida looked at her, then shook her head. "Nothing," she said now, "Nothing important." She jerked her head towards the bedroom. "l'll go and do my homework she said