Sila’s father, Prabin, pulls up to the curb outside the airport terminal. When Binod gets to the car he’s relieved to see Sila has stayed home. He still hasn’t figured out how he’s going to tell her about the children. When he opens the door, Prabin says, “Where are Sunni and Arjun?”
Binod stares at the accusing eyes looking back. His throat tightens. “I don’t know.” He’s about to say more when Prabin breaks in.
“What do you mean, you don’t know?” Prabin snaps.
Binod shakes his head, then tells his father-in-law about what happened to the village. As he fills him in on his parents dying and his brother and sister being flown to the hospital, Prabin’s eyes widen more and more, until it comes to the part about the mysterious men whisking the children off under the pretense of bringing the
