216 Remedy

The editing ran for a long time. I had to sit past Angel's bedtime and also mine. She was already asleep on my shoulder. I didn't know where Jeff was. I don't care. He might be outside or he might have gone back. I had watched the complete episode to be aired. Every shot that showed my daughter's face was deleted. I even asked them to cut my face. I hated to see my face on television at this point. I want no one to connect me and Jeff. I and Angel were invisible during our stay in Saudi Arabia. I want to continue that for the rest of my life.

"Are you satisfied?", asked the editor with a smile he was an Indian. I smiled at him. Normally no one sits for the editing after the interview. But now they had to cater to my whims ruining the perfect shots. But they helped me a lot. I would be forever grateful to them.

They had arranged the transport for me to my hotel. I sighed when I felt my daughter move. My shoulder and arms were killing me. I cursed at the idea of ever coming with Jeff. I