It’s September 1 .1939
“Calum dinners ready”. “Coming” I said. BOOM! “Mom are you ok?” I said trembling. “Yes I’m okay”. “Son the war is starting take my axe and run! No dad I’m staying. Go it’s not safe okay I’ll come back for you. I run and run. At last I stopped at a stream of bloody water. The blood was coming from a soldier who had a musket. Hay what took you so long? I’m slow and that’s why I’m always last. It’s You Easton, as fast as I could I grabbed the musket and started to walk towards him. I can see a cave. To be continued...