I left her at about 5:15, 5:20. The time is unimportant. All that matters is the knowledge that I left her under duress and with tears in her eyes. I let go of her hand and saw her once more before turning to face a Customs official. She asked me how I was. I said "I'm OK" and forced back the tears. It was an awful start to an awful night
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