Day twenty three

We told the man in yellow overalls that we are on the wrong boat but all he do is spit onto the deck. Bibi started to go ballistic. The sailor walked towards us. Then a smuggler told him to get to work. i said to the smuggler that our family is on the other boat and I begged him to send a radio message and they'll be on their radar. But he said he haven't got a radio or radar. I started to panic. A voice said, my parents is on that boat too.' I turned around, its the boy. He introduced him to us and I introduced us to him. His name is Omar.