Chapter 14
Hours passed, and every muscle in Katrina’s body ached from perching on the crossbar. The rough surface of the road gave her bones a good shaking. She had long ago lost the feeling in her bum, and her upper legs burned from the effort of keeping them out of the way of Richard’s knees, which rhythmically went up and down.
The rucksack weighed heavily on her shoulders, but she held her tongue, resisting the temptation to ask Richard for a break. He must be hurting even more, since he was doing all the hard work, while she merely had to keep her balance on the hard pole.
They had decided to follow the winding road along the Oder until the river turned north. It was still a while to go, but they needed to cross the Oder to get to Görlitz, the southernmost town on the new border b
