Sirens wail. She closes the shutters and relatches the window. Every second the airplanes draw closer; every second is a second lost. She should be rushing downstairs. She should be making for the corner of the kitchen where a little trapdoor opens into a cellar full of dust and mouse-chewed rugs and ancient trunks long unopened.
closes the shutters and relatches the second the airplanes draw every second is a be rushing downstairs. should be for the of the kitchen a little opens into a cellar full of dust and rugs and long
