I grabbed the cup of coffee and walked over to the beat up blue chair my papa was sitting in." Here you go papa" I said standing next to the chair. Papa looked up from reading the news paper." Thank you Elie" he said smiling at me." Anything new about th war?" I asked sitting on my moms wooden rocking chair. Papa took a sip of his coffee and looked at me with sad eyes." Yes there is" he said." The city is goin to be sending the children that live here to the country."papa took another sip of coffee and then set his cup on the side table next to his chair. I looked at him with wide eyes." But papa..." I started to say but i was cut off."I know you don't want to go and I don't want you to go but their is nothing I can do. All true children will be leaving tommorow on the train." He said."Tomorrow!"I almost yelled.I stood up almost knocking the rocking chair." Elie you need to calm down." Papa said standing up and walking over to me."I made sure that you will be going to layout grandfathers house, so you will at least be near family." He said hugging me." Now go pack and get some sleep." He said and I nodded.