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I know I only updated yesterday last. But I just can't wait to show you more of what happens and will happen and then this happened.

"Now I think about it…" I suddenly came up with something when we were back at the car after the first hospital and started going through the streets of Khao Lak again. "You never told me your name. And I don't think I ever told you mine either. I'm Sandy." I held my hand opened so the boy could shake it. "Sandy Cohen."

"Ryan Atwood." He shook my hand. Then glanced over to the British man on the other side of the flatbed.

"Clifford Garver." The man answered before we had gotten the chance to ask. "You can call me Cliff. Everybody does." He glanced towards the Thai woman with the paper sheet and pencil. "Hey. Can I have a paper and borrow the pencil please?" The woman took a second to understand what he had said, then nodded and handed him a paper sheet and pencil. "Thank you. Who did you say you were looking for?" He looked to me and I was starting to get an idea about what he wanted to do.

"My wife Kirsten and my son Seth- their surname is Cohen." The man nodded and I saw him write down more names- obviously for someone he looked for because he didn't ask anything else.

"And who are you looking for?" He looked to the woman next to him, but she didn't react. "Excuse me. If you tell us who you are looking for then maybe we can help you search." She still didn't react. "Oh well…" He turned to the younger girl and her mum. But they both seemed to be asleep. "Are you searching for any family members?"

"No." The woman that had the papers shook her head and pointed. "My family live the mountains. We safe. I come here help." Cliff ripped the piece of paper he had written on off the rest.

"Here." Cliff reached the piece of paper to Ryan. "When you search for your family, try shouting out these names too every once in a while. So we can help each other. Who was it that you were looking for?"

"My mum and brother. Dawn and Trey Atwood." Cliff nodded and wrote the names of his family members and reached it to me.

"Maybe somewhere they have a pair of crutches or something so you two can go in different ways. I'm looking for my wife Julie Garver. Our daughter Christina Garver-Bailey. And then her husband Jonathan Bailey." Cliff let hear a deep sigh- the millionth today as he wrote down the names of my and Ryan's family members, folded the last piece of paper and put it in his pocket. "Thanks for the borrow." He reached the pencil back to its owner. "God…" Cliff rubbed his face in a distressed move. "It seemed just two seconds ago I was down at the beach waiting for Chris and Johnathan and… I hadn't seen them in a while and they hadn't told me. Then suddenly they are there and Chris was just… as you can see mum and dad. You are going to be grandmum and granddad and that very soon." I could see Cliff was fighting the tears away. "And we were so happy." He cleared his throat. "That was Christmas Eve. And then we had Christmas yesterday of course and we have this tradition with doing celebrations for my birthday on Christmas Day so we sat up… We slept in and were on our way down towards the beach and then…" Cliff swallowed when he thought about the wave. "Sorry. I have a way with talking."

"Don't worry about it." I replied while Cliff was still fighting the tears. "What are we supposed to do? Sit here and just be quiet? We have so far… But it's nice getting to know you. So was your birthday yesterday? On Christmas Eve?"

"Nope." Cliff sighed again. "It's today actually… Happy freaking birthday Clifford Garver."

I was about to wish him a happy birthday too. But I just didn't quite feel like it. Not after everything that had happened.

Then we looked up when we could hear the young, Thai girl with her mum on the other side off the flatbed clear her throat as if she wanted our attention.

"My name is Hathai." The young girl said in a Thai accent but good enough English for us to understand, her mother seemed to only speak and understand Thai. "My mum's name is Kanya." Kanya said something in Thai to her daughter and she nodded. "If it's not too much trouble, we could also have each list of those you three are looking for. I heard you talking." Cliff nodded and Harthai said something I didn't understand to the woman with the papers and pencil. She reached another piece of paper and the pencil. "My brother's name is Udom and my dad's name is Chakrii and our last name is Chamnansatol." Cliff nodded and added the names on all of our lists.

Hathai listened when the driver said something. Then nodded and turned to us.

"There is a hotel a few blocks away from here. They have made it into a temporary hospital. They just had to do it like that. Then we might have to stay for the night. The driver and his friend will get us something to eat."

"Eat?" I repeated under my breath. "How are we supposed to eat or sleep until…"

The thought suddenly hit me with full power that I might not become one of those who got to meet my family again. Never hold any of them in my arms, kiss or even talk to them again. Never, ever.

"No." I said out loud. And then didn't notice I had until I saw Cliff and Ryan looking weirdly at me. "Sorry. I was just far gone in my own world."

"We stay here." The driver shouted back at his group before I had the time to explain myself anymore. "My friend get dinner, you look. Then stay here. Tonight…" He looked back, put his hands together and leaned his head against the back of one hand to show that he needed to sleep. "…Tonight, dark. No see."

It was already quite late and dark. And while I also had to support Ryan with every step he took and keep an eye on him so he didn't hurt himself it was hard to see long at all. It was quieter now than what it had been earlier. The hallways of the hotel were crowded with extra beds and mattresses and people laid all around. There laid at least one person asleep on every bed and mattress. Many parents and children, sisters and brothers and couples laid together on one and there were more people lying directly on the floor. Then there were even more people running around like Ryan and myself trying to find their family and friends, and someone else running around with bandages and painkillers and God knows what else.

Outside the hotel I tried to look away. But couldn't fail to notice the sheets that had been blood stained and laid over something barely dared to think about what it was. And then grieving family members and friends who sat around together- or on their own.

"Here." When I and Ryan came back to the car after checking through the whole hospital Hathai held Ryan a pair of crutches. "I got you these. I hope they're good." Ryan let go of me and reached for the crutches. He seemed relieved for the privacy. "A bit too big."

"They work." Ryan put the crutches to the ground and tried to jump. "Thanks."

The man who'd been riding in the shotgun seat and the woman who had taken everybody's names had been away but now come back with a bunch of Styrofoam bowls with plastic lids and handed each of them to us all along with plastic spoons.

Food? Were we supposed to eat now?

Then, before we had been able to get the lids of the plastic bowls suddenly a blood- freezing scream startled all of us while the younger woman who hadn't said a single word yet crawled over the edge of the flatbed and half ran half stumbled over to the bodies of one man and one little boy at the most three or four years old before she collapsed onto her knees by them.

Kanya and Hathai got down from the flatbed and followed the woman. Kanya kneeled by her and laid a hand on the woman's back while the blonde pulled the body of the child close to her while crying loudly and didn't seem to notice anything around her.

Kanya looked up on her daughter and said something. Hathai nodded, turned and walked over to the driver and said something I couldn't understand. The young woman that had been riding this car with us earlier now still laid by the bodies of what must have been her husband and son. She hadn't been able to keep upright with all grief pressing her down.

But her screaming sobs still echoed all around.

Hathai is portrayed by Niana Guarrero (Who's from the Philippines but she works)

Random fact

If you have seen that movie you might have noticed already by the first or second chapter. But some scenes in the story, and the whole story actually is inspired by a movie called "The impossible". Which is a real-life story about a family who's gone to Thailand during Christmas in 2004 and then the waves hits and you know. If you haven't watched it then you should. It is amazing.