'There's no answer. His phone is off
'Perhaps he forgot to charge it.' said Amira. my sister.
'But why is he so late? I'll wait until midnight. If he's still, not home. i' ll phone I he police.' said my mother
Half past eleven and no sound of a car. Quarter to twelve nothing. At five to twelve my mother couldn't wait any longer.
'There's something wrong. I know it. He's never this late.' She looked at me. 'Go and ring the police, Kareem. Perhaps there's been a car accident.'
She turned to one of my younger brothers. 'Ibrahim, phone your uncle in Dubai. Tell him your father isn't home yet. Ask him to phone the hospitals there.'