XYZT, 277–279


Madison: Easter Sunday


Rouzbeh Rabiee attempted to work out how many hours he had been in the US. He had become increasingly troubled at the strike of each hour. Confused by the Tehran time still showing on his wristwatch, he resorted to counting on his fingers, counting off not ten but twelve hours since he had felt Iran’s sun on his face. He was pretty sure it had been twelve hours…