Sitting down in a near by chair she tried to stay calm and keep her thoughts about her. This was not the time to fall apart. It felt like a bad nightmare. Though she now loved her husband, it had been difficult to get past what he had done. It had taken her a little while to move and stop waiting for something bad to happen. Now she was afraid that the past was once again repeating itself. She could not watch her parents be tortured again, watch her kids be hurt, her husband killed.
"We will do what is needed then.... Is it too late to send the children to saftey?"