Let’s see, God willing,” he said, looking pained and at least a decade older than his real age. Let’s see.” He was nervously smoking a cigarette outside the terminal, as his wife — whom he had told not to speak to journalists — waited inside. After arriving in Jordan, he had shuttled from camp to camp, ending up in Ma’an, an impoverished southern town. They said they did not know anyone in Texas and wondered if Austin was a rural or urban area. Either way, they were hoping for a life different from the one they had found in Jordan over the past four years.

Source: New York Times February 06, 2017 16:32 UTC