‘I’m so sorry to put this on you,’ Lesya said.
I reassured her. Putting her up wasn’t a problem at all. It seemed natural to help each other out, faithful friends that we were. If we aren’t prepared to help those closest to us, then who will we help? We may all find ourselves in need, one day. Who will come to our aid if, in the past, we’ve ignored the plight of others? Helping is not a sign of weakness but an act from the heart. Mocking means finding yourself alone later.
The sun had vanished. An almost dusk-like darkness had spread over the town, right in the middle of the day. The gloom gave way to a storm. Thunder rumbled. I’ve always been fascinated by flashes of lightning crackling across the sky. As a child, I used to watch them for ages. Yet that day I was terrified. There was a
