THE ROOM was the furthest away from everything, but it did not mean that we were completely sealed off from the rest of the world. The sound of the battle cry kept echoing off the walls, trembling the bones of who was inside. The shouting, screaming, and yelling of a man running into war was excruciating to listen to. The howling, growling, and wailing of wolves fighting their enemies was painful. We were secluded, guarded, and protected, but not for our souls and our conscience.
Flint held my hand the entire time until my hand turned beet red and her pale white. While Rita sat on the bed with the triplets, we opted to sit near the windows with the curtain closed. It was after Flint had forced me to sit because she could not handle seeing me pacing the room anymore.
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