“So this is it then.”
“This is the day, my friend.”
“We are not friends, Avi.”
“I know.” Avi smiles darkly at Yusuf. “Merely cousins of a sort.”
“Well, maybe if we’d all remained in the tent…things would have been different. But Avr’ham sent them into the desert to die.” Yusuf shrugs. “That has a price.”