“I’m doing good! He also glanced at the gasoline level, but it was stable, so he set off in pursuit of the German plane. With her soft brown hair, gentle deer-like eyes and milk-white skin. Nice hallucination, Robert thought, but after an hour in which he had almost regained his strength he began to question himself. Finally, just as the sun was about to set and its last rays were caressing the hillside on which they stood, Melina’s voice was heard, a little sadder than usual:
“Tomorrow you’ll be with your folks, so… She died for an hour of love!”
No matter how much Robert asked, no one answered after that, so he started north. What happened to her?”
„Melina ist in dir!“
Er war fassungslos und verstand nicht, also fragte er:
“What do you mean she’s inside me? Hoping to find out a little more about Melina-voice, for he realized that he wasn’t actually talking to Melina in London, who was employed in the auxiliary services of the army and had no idea what he was going through. He would even have preferred a forced landing because it would have brought him a few more kilometers closer to the road, but that was out of his hands. Why good-bye? After measuring the distance on the map and seeing that he was exactly 111 km from the nearest