Mark was having a blast studying abroad in Italy. One day, he was walking along the beach with his girlfriend Maria, a young man carrying an injured middle-aged woman suddenly swam ashore. The young man started speaking in Arabic, and Mark replied with an introduction and an offer of help. The young man introduced himself as Mahmoud and his companion as Fatima, and explained that they had crossed the Mediterranean in a boat, which had wrecked and capsized, and that they were the only survivors.
Mark explained the situation to Maria, who replied, “Andiamo!”* She ran to her car, slipped on her shoes, jumped in , and drove to where Mark and the migrants were waiting. However, as Mark was helping Fatima into the car, two young men starting hurling slurs against the Libyans and insulting Mark. When one charged at Mark, Maria hit him with the door, and stomped on his stomch. He cried out, called her sexist names, and demanded she get off. His friend charged her, and she chocked him out with her purse, causing him to fall at her feet. Mark and Mahoud got in; Maria floored the accelerator and went to a doctor.
This is a post for Sunday Photo Fiction, by Susan. Photo by Anurag Bakhshi
*Italian for “Let’s go!”