I gladly and reverently appropriated Harrys bow and share of the remaining, unbroken arrows, since I was then the only remaining member without one of the long-range weapons.
Somewhat sleeping through the gurgling and moaning I awoke to find Jim stiff and cold. I had really started taking a liking to the outgoing, young man. The twins seemed to like him also being handsome and the only one in the group around their age. But sadly one oversight was all it took when weapons were brandished. He was buried beneath rocks beside Harry in the old way. The twins left the service halfway through unable to handle their budding emotions towards the young man they had conversed with often.
I searched the upper floors for the brigand that turned tail and ran. I never found the man and guessed he fled the building and battle via the fire escape. I never slept soundly though after the loose end.
For the next month all was well. To their delight, Billy had started calling Saanvi mama, and Arjun dad. He began playing with toys that Arjun and I collected. The twins had noticeably changed. They joked and bounced around much less. They had been forced to grow-up by circumstance. I couldn't help missing their early child-like playfulness. I could see it in John's eyes that he missed his little girls' wonderment too. Twice that month packs of wild dogs entered the hall. The group, who continued their training readily dispatched the mongers before anyone got mauled.
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