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Sarah looked like her dad mostly. Daniyal was thirteen and looked just like his mom. Ahmed was the twins' father, but not his. His dad had died in a car crash when Daniyal was only nine. His mother had married Ahmed and gave birth to the twins. Daniyal wished his father was here right now. He knew he would take care of them.
"Mom, why did Ahmed turn so mean?" He asked. He knew she hated talking about him, but he had remembered when they first met him, he was a really nice guy. Then, he gambled away all the money that his dad had left that would have taken care of them. Anything that was left, he drank it away. "Mom, I asked you..."
"Danny," She always called him that when she was annoyed. "He had a gambling problem.
"I am sorry, mom," He hugged her, gently, knowing she was in pain. "Mom, you really need to see a doctor." He could tell she was getting weaker. "Please, mom, I am worried about you."
"Okay,"She finally agreed. "If you will just...."
Before his mother could finish, they were interrupted by a stream of lights coming up the road. Even though they were in the woods, they could see anyone coming down the little dirt road from their lights reflecting on the car. Daniyal stood up and walked closer to the edge of the woods so he could see who was coming. He was afraid they would be discovered, so he kicked some wet snow onto the fire, making sure the smoke cleared. His mother put the twins in the car and covered them with a blanket to keep them warm. She sat in the driver's seat waiting for Daniyal to return. She just knew they would have to leave. They always had to leave.
Daniyal saw the police car as soon as it slowed. He knew someone had probably complained and now they would have to leave. He made his way back to his mom's side. He told her that a cop was on his way. He just knew there was going to be trouble. He decided to make sure everything looked like they had just stopped. There really was not much to do, just throw everything in the back of the old station wagon.
The policeman pulled up close to the back of their car and sat there as if he was checking the license plate. As he opened his door, he shined the flashlight toward Daniel. He was leaning against the driver's side, talking to his mother. He felt a shiver come over him. It was getting colder again. When Daniyal looked over, he could see this tall man emerging from the police car. He waited to see if another came from the other side, but it was only one this time.


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