MIRIAM

“Ariel what is happening? You look unwell.” I noticed when she walked into my office.

“War is approaching us faster than I had imagined yet we have not finished the necessary preparations.” She lamented sitting across the table.

“What exactly are you trying to say?” I asked her in confusion. Based on what I know, we are ready for this battle, come what may. Then why the sudden fear? Was she having a cold feet?

“Where the children will hide. All the spots I was able to find are not good enough for children to stay in.” she explained. “Everything is happening so slow, I don’t know what to...