The soldier scanned my papers.
Snapped his heals together and saluted.
Relief filled my every pore.
The wandering boy smiled and gave a salute.
Words were clipped by shrieks amidst the crowd.
The searing buzz echoed from above.
The explosions ceased.
Its no use. Move along Fräulein, now!
The bombing propelled us forward at a quicker pace.
One person was missing. The young German was gone.
Emilia was inconsolable.
I had left Lithuania and those i loved behind.
Words borrowed from Salt to the Sea by: Ruta Sepetys
Created with images by WikiImages - "soldier's grave grave war" • British Red Cross. - "Red Cross message in the Second World War" • Iwan Gabovitch - "Explosion" • marko8904 - "IMG_4041"
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