War

War

 

We are going to Grandma's place for the weekend. The children and the dog are very excited. She lives in a quaint little house in the countryside. The children look forward to the walks in the Countryside, the lush green fields, the mushroom hunting, the barbecue and of course, freshly baked bread. Grandma greets them at the porch and the smell of the bread in the oven wafts through the air. The kids take turns to feed the chickens and grandma tells them stories of the good old days.

 

And then came the war.