Chapter 4
We ran, full pelt, ran like we had to catch the last transport out of a war torn city before the invading troops arrived. We piled into the train with our bags, collapsing to our knees exhausted as the doors closed and the train started to move.
“You know there is another train in an hour,” Gabi pointed out as we recovered.
“Which has three changes instead of two.” I looked at our purchases, scattered around. One of them was a suitcase. What’s wrong with this picture? “Let’s use some brains and put all this stuff inside the suitcase,” I suggested. We sat on the floor, busily packing the case. Some people went by and stepped past and over us, looking at us a bit oddly. I apologised, Gabi just went on packing. One bag of shopping she didn’t unpack, just put in the case inside th
