There’s a bomb in the middle of the hotel yard.
“Too late to call the Hazardous Device Squad,” the manager tells the guests. “Please throw all your belongings on the top of it.”
I look in my suitcase. Manuscripts, first edition of Mother Courage and Her Children (English translation), a box of cheese crackers, an extra pair of socks. My entire life. Not one piece can be sacrificed.
I eat a handful of crackers, drink a gulp of water and climb back to bed. No need to set the alarm; if an explosion does happen, it’ll wake me up.
“Too late to call the Hazardous Device Squad,” the manager tells the guests. “Please throw all your belongings on the top of it.”
I look in my suitcase. Manuscripts, first edition of Mother Courage and Her Children (English translation), a box of cheese crackers, an extra pair of socks. My entire life. Not one piece can be sacrificed.
I eat a handful of crackers, drink a gulp of water and climb back to bed. No need to set the alarm; if an explosion does happen, it’ll wake me up.
