As he watched the last surviving flames peeter out, Nat began to hear faint noises coming out of the wireless. Nat listened closely to the wireless but could only discern survivors and Mullion. Nat’s mind began churning and he sat there, drowning out the splintering and tapping of the winged invaders. His wife snapped Nat out of his stupor and asked him what was wrong. He quietly told her to ready the kids and bring only the essentials. After all their belongings were gathered, Nat quietly told her their destination. “Mullion!” she exclaimed, “That’s a good thirty minutes away!”. “What is there in Mullion?” Nat replied, “It was mentioned over the wireless. I remember now, one of my mates from the war was stationed there at the airfield. If
