Seeing this much blood is terrifying for Albie to witness. I heard footsteps but wasn’t sure where. I paused, waiting for movement. Thump. Thump. The man shoves me to the ground and grabs my ear as I turn. World War II had started. I felt my fist connect with his muscled flesh. I heard a soft voice echoing, Oomphoomph. My cracked, split lips were dripping with blood.
As I drove, we noted that the town was primarily asleep. Only the pub and the petrol station were open. Mr Stevens is waving at me from the corner of my eye. It seemed like a wave “without hands'without hands'.” My teeth chattered slightly. I hoped Mr Stevens didn’t mistakenly think the guy in the back was “dead'dead'.”
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