"Think who we're facing on the other side," he said quietly as the murmurs went through the others. His hand reached for hers to squeeze reassuringly. "It's only a matter of time. We have to move before we're caught here." It was unnecessary to terrify kids already scared with stories. The enemy knew them as well as they knew themselves.
It wasn't supposed to be like this. They weren't supposed to be at war with the people they grew up with, laughed and cried with, loved. "Someone has to stay. I'll have a better shot at keeping them busy so the rest of you can get out over the border."
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