The day I longed for finally arrived. My brother and cousin were caught. They were buying groceries when one of the shoppers recognized them. Flyers with their faces on them were all over town, so it was only a matter of time before someone spotted them.
When Dad heard the news, we quickly headed to the police station. His face was a mix of fury and relief, his eyes teary and filled with a myriad of emotions. I could sense the storm brewing inside him as we walked in.
At the station, we were led to a room where my brother and cousin sat, their faces blank and unrepentant. The tension in the air was palpable, the silence almost deafening. Dad stood there for a moment, staring at them, his hands clenched into fists.
Finally, he broke the silence, his voice trembling with anger and pain. "
