Were the Gods on my side as I lived through the nightmare of not one, but two Atomic bombs? Or were the Gods merely playing with me as I scurried from the hell of Hiroshima straight into that Seventh Circle of hell in Nagasaki? In short, the crux of the question is: have I been blessed – or curse...
He examined the two forks and the spoon before also positioning them on the table. A white napkin was folded and placed onto a side plate. He held the wine glass up to the light and that was also inspected before being placed on the table. We watched, committing all these ...
After supper, all I had been able to do was flop on my bed and stare at the ceiling. Little memories would occasionally come back to me, things that I hadn’t perhaps caught the first time round. The way that my guts had been so tangled in knots that I couldn’t swallow a mo...