

"We are from Kherson,"
'We are from Kherson," She said. Kherson is a city decimated by Russian rockets and artillery. "We lived underground. Four weeks."
"Did you pay Russian soldiers for permission to leave?" I asked.
"Three hundred dollars." She said. "For the two of us."
We stood there for a few moments while I tried to think of the next thing to say.
"I was worried about my cat," she said, "So I took her with us when we left. She's coming to camp."
"On the bus?" I asked
"I have a box." At 1030p