It has been several days since out escape from the city to the farm, and now into the wilderness. My father brought his portable radio out along, which is helpful to keep us updated on the current events. Our companions rather consider it as my father's ingenuity. Everyday at 6:30 PM, the government announce the names of the people they have executed or captured into prison. The broadcast could go on for about 2 to 3 hours depending on the amount of people. We listen to it during dinner and when we prepare for naps at night time. I rarely sleep much these days. And so, one night, I stayed up late and had nothing to do but listen to the radio. I didn't really paid attention to it until a name so familiar was announced. I couldn't clearly make out who it was, but I remembered the name. I was awake the whole night, so it's first thing I asked my parents in the morning. As soon as they told me, I remembered; it was my cousin-sister's beau.
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