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|next = [[Fanon:Rose's War/Chapter 5|Gas]]}}Time just keeps moving, even when everything is still, it keeps passing. Long after Michael stopped crying, the clock on the wall kept ticking in the darkness, the clicks sounding almost as loud as the commotion outside. I kept holding Mike, sitting on a crate, soothing him ever time he sniffled. It's amazing how someone who is panicking can still comfort. After still more time, the words he said were even more frightening in his childish voice. "Rosie, are we going to be killed?" "No, Michael," I said. "We're both just kids. No one's going to shoot us." My voice quivered, though, thinking of the bullet Aunt Sophie took for me. No matter who it hit, it was aimed at me. If Mike had been a little older, he would have sensed that I didn't believe my own words. But, in the peace of being under 6 years old, he believed me. I could feel rather
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