The horrid days drag on with our mother living with us in Aunt Madge's house. I wonder why we don't return to twelve but I don't feel like asking. I wonder what we're doing to find Dad. I wonder if we're doing anything at all. All we've ever done every day is sit on the couch, sit on the couch and hope. Hope that life will become better.
One morning the rain was pouring and my bedroom was dark. I turn over expecting to see gale because we share a bed now since we need a room for mother to stay in but he's not there.
I drag myself downstairs to find everyone except for me on the couch watching the news. Everyone's eyes are glued to the screen, even Gale seems interested. What are they watching?
I sit down next to everyone on the couch but no one seems to notice. I listen to the broadcast and it's about the war. The scene on the television is horrible. Random people lay on the ground unconscious, many bleeding.
I turn away scared at the fight but the reporters words drag me back in in. "I have news a side has surrendered," he shouts over the chaos happening behind him. I can feel everyone tense up waiting for the side the surrendered.
We all hold our breaths and hang on to the edge of our sits. My heart beats rapidly and my mind is racing. His next words echo through my head as I hear them, "Unfortunately…"
To Be Continued…