C12 Chapter 12

They didn’t fall asleep until six o’clock in the morning. They couldn’t afford to waste their only night on sleep. Most of the time, they just lay there talking. Talking, talking and talking, as if they had been hermits all their lives. Which, in a way, they had. Of course, it had been worse for Linde-Lou during his short lifetime. Christa had suffered from her inner loneliness