Safe?
Jun 25th, 2024 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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The train came to a halt, and the platform filled with German police. They entered, and people quieted while my heart pounded.
“Papers!”
I handed my identification to the Nazi, and he scanned them, eyeing me at the same time as I sweated profusely. He tossed them on my lap and moved on, not noticing the forgery.
Screams ensued as the woman behind me beseeched the officer to let her husband go, and then I heard a thud. The Man had collapsed, presumably dead and the woman in hysterics was taken away.
A few more stops and I’ll be safe.
From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher