CHAPTER ONE
Yakrina, Russian Far East, 1932.
“Kill them” a voice ordered from above.
“Eduard, please don’t. You are my brother, whatever you say. You are my family!” Matvei Yolkin pleaded.
“I am not your brother. I never have been and I never will be. You people make me sick!” Eduard replied shouting in anger.
After the orders of death were given in the final hours of the sun’s rays, a hundred bullets sounded from their guns. Below in the darkness, three frightened and cold siblings had just lost their parents. The children were Valeryia, Alexei and Makar Yolkin. Alexei was the oldest child at nine years old; Valeryia was seven and Makar had just turned three. The noise of death froze the siblings below. They knew what had happened. At least Valeryia and her brother Alexei did. The young girl knew that Makar would want to cry out because of the loud noise and knowing he was to her left hand side, she put her hand over his mouth. It was imperative that they keep quiet; no one could know they were there.
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