The autumn had arrived, the crops were gathered from the field, Emma and Franz reaped the reward of their hard work, they had zealously worked side by side. They felt good, they felt that they had achieved a goal, they felt that now there was a reason to live, to look forward to the next day and continue their track together. The weather turned colder, powerful, cold gusts of wind blew in their faces as they were returning from their…..
I have been trying so hard to bury this chapter of the dire days in my life, but have not had the strength to “dig a hole deep enough” to do so. I will filter my experience through the eyes of little Lara, just like I did in my book. I will help Lara to ” dig the hole deep” enough in hope to be able to plant beautiful flowers on of the mount.—-The different sounds of the war had…..