I woke up after I had a terrible nightmare. I was drenched in sweats. It was nasty. My head then felt like a million pounds of concrete laid on top of it. I tried to remembered what had happened. Oh! The gunshot. Right.
I checked both my legs whether it was still functioning. Surprisingly it was. Now I remembered one thing. Lena. Where were she? Have she seen me like this? Is she still alived? I quickly grabbed the nearest thing I saw which abled to support my body weight - a tiny bedside table - then tried to stood up. I heard a footstep coming nearer and nearer. I frozed. The door creaked opened and my jaw dropped to the floor when I saw Ted. He looked pale but still looked good in that white linen t-shirt and khaki pants. He clumsily held my arms to stabilized my body movement. Tears ran through my cheek. Unabale to support myself, I fell into his arms. He held me tight. In a moment I felt so safe in his arms. He kisses my forehead.
"Ted! I thought you were... I thought I was......" I mumbled
"It's okay, everything is going to be fine" He said
"How are we going to be fine like this? Why this happened to us?"
"I don't know dear, but I will try my best to protect my family. To keep you and Lena safe. I will not forgive myself if both of you are hurt"
"Please stay safe Ted, I love you. Where's Lena?"
"Lena is safe with Aunt Lauren. You have not been up for 3 days. I was so worried, I thought I'd lose you."
Aunt Laurel was our good friend and neighbor. I worried was, she's a Jewish.
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Letters From A Thousand Mileage Away
General FictionTed, Amelia and Lena were a happy family until the Nazi took over Germany and killed most of the Jews who lived in their region. Ted was forced to be one of the German army, left his family behind. Amelia and her daughter Lena received a letter fro...
