"I need a cell phone." I said looking around for someone to hear me. My two backpacks were getting heavy. I slipped my school backpack onto the ground, undid the endless number of straps and buckles on my overnight backpack, and squirmed out of its tight hold on my back.

"Here you go." My friend handed me her cell phone. I flipped it open to call my mom.

"Where are you"" I asked. This was the first time I had left the country without one of my parents and neither of them was at the airport to pick me up. My mom made a typical comment of having to pick up one of my many brothers. She told me how long she would be until she'd be. I handed the phone back graciously to my friend.

"Do you want us to stay"" asked Mr. Layton. "We can wait...