War Games

Beyond Blue Eyes

Antwerp 1941

The Panzerspahwagen! I knew what I must do. Anna would be arrested if they caught me.

Into the cupboard, pull the false front over – she’d close the door.

Knocking. “We need to search – missing Jews.” Through each room I followed the footsteps and then the floorboards beside me creaked.

Don’t breathe. God please. The door opened, then the flimsy panel moved. It was Hans – my best friend.

He stared into my eyes and saw terror – and a childhood of blissful summers. I saw the same.

“Klare Kapitan.” The cupboard creaked closed. The anguish of war!