Forty two
Tall and fierce figures of men enter the lounge room emitting with formidable presence. With their huge strides, they reached the sitting area.
"Please call the kids" With a tone, he glanced at his wife Violet nestled next to him with a gloomy countenance.
She rise without hesitation, however, her walk was stagnant and her body sinks to the sides with every step she takes. It was clear she didn't like the task she was instructed to do. After that traumatic attack, no, there was the initial attack where she almost lost her daughter. She allows a quiet sigh to escape her mouth.
Utah turns his head and stares at his dejected wife. He purses his lips, he is well acquainted with the feelings she feeling. He has failed to protect his kids again. Has he been too comfortable that he had thought that the rebels would not reach on Earth? If it were only him, he would gladly engage them, but he has a family, every action had to be thought through before being taken.