Faye doesn't want to give up her hope, still hopes even though it's small now. She pays with such a large bill that the driver protests for not having a change but becomes happy after she says that the rest is for the driver.
"I just want to ask for prayers that my husband is okay," Faye said sadly.
"Of course, Madam, I hope nothing happens to your husband," the driver said.
Faye doesn't know whether or not it is granted, but her head nods in appreciation of the driver's prayer, "Thank you."
"You're welcome," the driver said who then raises the windshield and goes stepping on the accelerator.
Faye takes a breath and enters the yard of her house, turning her head back occasionally in case there is a car or taxi in which Denis is inside. Unfortunately, until she is at the door, the street is still quiet.
'Most of my neighbors are on vacation out of town.'