I ENCOUNTER MR IVAN KUKAL FOR THE FIRST TIMEMore than anything the next morning I wanted to sleep for as long as I could, just stretch out and sleep. To give my frayed nerves a chance to calm down. To give my body some rest. But by dawn duty was already calling loudly outside in the yard. I had no choice but to haul myself out of bed with a groan. The stupid chickens flapped their way out of the coop; the geese honked furiously; the ducks quacked; the rabbits demonstrated their annoyance silently, just by twitching their noses. When at last and still half asleep I got the sty open, the pig let out such a high-pitched squeal that I was on the verge of killing it on the spot with my bare hands. Killing… the word brought me back to reality just as if I had been plugged into a socket. There ha
