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“One of the soldiers was whipping him just before the trumpet blew.” Megyn’s voice shook a little. “When the soldier heard it, he stopped but yet was going to force him to march across the yard–” She pressed her lips together and watched Kieron’s hands as he wrapped the wounds.

Her eyes focused on the ground near to where he was working. “The cello bow!” In midst of the conflict, she had forgotten all about her cello. But the actual cello would have to wait until they got this boy to safety.

Gently and softly, she scooted around to the boy’s head and lifted the bow from the ground.