The planes flew overhead once every hour, and the shrill sirens pierced our ears. For the time being, the gutter we were holed up in seemed safe. We saw our neighbors running for cover, but every available refuge was taken by one family or another. My father called out to our neighbors, and they came running to hide with us. This was the state of every family that did not leave when everyone was asked to evacuate. My father managed to find a thick aluminum sheet to cover the gaps. This was the only protection we had from the raging storm. 5 What is the setting of the story? A. a gutter B. a school C. a plane D. a house