Solemn, Derek enters the chess room where Kyle and me are playing chess. He has been serving as our messenger. By his facial expression, I know he bears bad news. "Another
young soul, a resistance fighter has died in battle. His name was Paul Brian Nelson" Derek announces to us. Kyle and I hosted a boot camp for teenagers a long time ago. These
orphans were resistance fighters in training. Unlike his peers, Paul was a hard worker. I was very proud of him and those who followed right behind him. After boot camp, they
joined John's army in which I found hard to handle sometimes. Apart of myself didn't agree with John for putting these young kids in harm's way. Anyhow, tears express what I
can't say out loud in the present time. Kyle, my husband of eight years, just holds me tight.