It was one in the afternoon and Martin had just ended a call as he came out of a phone boot which was by the roadside. Then he sat close to his wife who was sitting on a bench nearby waiting for him to finish with his call.
So she asked, "Any luck?"
"I hope so. Let us wait patiently." He answered.
Then she rested her head on his shoulders. When she heard he wanted to make a call, she thought he was calling an agency that would direct them to the nearest refugee camp where they would take shelter from the heat of the sun which was at its peak and was blasting them while they sat on the bench.
After about an hour, she whispered to him again with her head still on his shoulders, "Are you sure someone is coming for us? Maybe we should try again to remind them."
"I'm sure they will come fo
