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Fuad found his mother and put her in the car to take her home. He was more upset than ever. His doctor friend had advised him what to do for his baby if Iraq engaged in chemical warfare. Fuad decided right then and there that the invasion was not a joke; he knew he could never bear to watch his baby die from chemicals. 

On the way home, he decided he had to leave Kuwait as quickly as possible and made his plans. He dropped his mother off at his home and then went from one gas station another, collecting gas for the escape across the desert. 

On one of his trips, Fuad was approached by a group of Iraqi soldiers. They told him they were starving and asked if Fuad knew of a good restaurant. Fuad agreed to take them to an Indian restaurant he liked. While driving, he asked the soldiers why they had come Kuwait. The soldiers declared that they had been invited by the people of Kuwait to depose the Emir. Fuad told them that was news to him but the soldiers were certain that was the case.  They were sorry that they missed capturing the Emir and the Crown Prince but happy they had Kuwait. 

On their way to the restaurant, an Iraqi officer spotted the soldiers in the car with Fuad and forced Fuad to pull over. The officer started screaming at the soldiers that they should not be in a civilian car and that Fuad might be a terrorist. The soldiers leapt out and searched Fuad car but found nothing. They complained to the officer that they were starving. They had not eaten in days and had very little water. The officer screamed at them some more and told them not to do it again. Fuad dropped them off at the restaurant and continued on his way. 

Fuad decided to go to his toy store in the amusement park area to see if there was any money left in the safe. He did not know if the Iraqis had gotten there yet or not. Luckily he found the cash in the safe and headed back to his home. He was ready to leave Kuwait. 

On the way back home, an Iraqi soldier forced Fuad to pull off the read. When Fuad let down his car window, the cold air of the air conditioner hit the Iraqi in the face. The Iraqi screamed at Fuad, "You Kuwaiti you! Sitting in air conditioning while I suffer in the hot sun! Get out! Get out!"  Fuad got out and stood there helpless while the Iraqi drove off with his supplies of gas and what little money he had. 

Fuad made his way home and decided he would have to escape in his jeep. He knew it would be rough and bumpy for his wife and child but now he had no choice. 

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