AramcoWorld Reading Selections - June 27, 2018
It’s a torrent of teenagers, flowing uphill toward me on the narrow trail. I step to the left, cramming myself into a wedge of stone wall beneath the spread of an olive tree as they clatter past in a cloud of bubble-gum perfume, sullen-eyed puffing, laughter and primary colors. The last in line gives me the side-eye as he shoulders an outsized loudspeaker up toward the trailhead on the slopes above.