rest

Natalia and Eugene went to the outdoor museum and the cemetery, but I stayed in and rested. Sorted through my knapsack etc because things were getting all jumbled up. Did laundry. Read. It was glorious.

Here’s what our apartment looked like:

 

 

The building from the outside looks plain, and the stairwell leading to the apartment is Soviet-style:

Author: Marsha

I write historical fiction, mostly from the perspective of young people who are thrust in the midst of war.