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"Hello, son, everything okay?" He approached, slowly. "Hello, mam. " He noticed Sara sitting in the car. She already had her license ready. "I don't need that. I just stopped to see if you had car trouble."
"Not exactly," Sara explained. "I stopped here to rest."
"Mam, you want to tell me the whole truth now," He stated, kindly. "It is obvious that someone gave you a beating. Is he with you somewhere, maybe hiding?"
"No,no, I left him," She explained their situation to the officer. Daniel kept wishing his mother would lie, but he knew she would not. He sighed hard, thinking they would have to move on. This place was so much nicer than back home. The policeman continued to listen to Sara's story. He was not like other policemen had been. He seemed to really care, but Daniyal knew it was just his job.
"Listen, Madam,"The Officer took his hat off. Daniel could tell that his mom thought this was a polite man. He could always tell by the way she acted. "I have a spread over there about three miles east of here. This property belongs to old man Jensen and he is not a very friendly guy. But, if you follow me, you can park that car on my property and I will even throw in a camper."
"Why would you do that?"Daniyals mother was feeling woozy. Daniyal did not anticipate what happened next. She passed out, the officer catching her before she hit the ground.
"Mom!" Daniyal cried out. He was about to help the officer get his mom to the back of the car, but the officer picked her up like she was a rag doll. Daniyal wished he was that strong. He took her to his own car and put her in the backseat. He told Daniyal to get in his car and they would take her to the hospital. "Sir, my sisters, they are asleep under the blanket in the back. He could tell the officer was surprised. He walked over to the station wagon and opened the back door. He lifted the blanket to find Jana and Jena fast asleep under it. He made a face and asked Daniyal if he knew how to drive. Daniyal looked at him, strangely. Of course he did know how, but he also did not have a license. "Sir, I don't..."
"Son..uh..Daniyal, right?" Daniyal had heard his mom tell the officer his name. "This is a small town, can you drive or not?"
"Yes, sir, very well," He bragged. "I will follow you..." The officer nodded and got into his car. Daniyal handled the car like a pro. Officer Miller was the officer's name; Yahya Miller. Daniyal had also heard him say that. He always made sure he kept up with whatever was going on around him. It was his way of protecting his mom.

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