The Last POW by Howard Cohen

Author:Howard Cohen [Cohen, Howard]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BookBaby
Published: 2021-01-11T22:00:00+00:00

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St. Seraphim Monastery Sarov, Russia

Wednesday June 24, 2019

Sonkin was relieved to see the door slide back, and father enter. He put the kettle on the hotplate.

“How are you father?”

“Fine. I spoke with Dieter today.” Fedor said accepting a steaming cup of tea. “He outlined the plan to get you out of here. It’s risky, but I believe it will work.”

“Tell me,” Sonkin said cautiously.

“Every Tuesday and Thursday I travel to Oreshki for Mass. They have a small church but can’t afford a fulltime pastor. You and I are the same height, same color eyes, same hair color, although I have a bit more gray. On Thursday you will dress like me. Dieter is providing a beard and glasses for you. You will do exactly as I always do: take a taxi to the east exit, walk to the gate, Sgt Zimanov will greet you. Give him a blessing.” Fedor demonstrated how he made the sign of the cross. “Walk through the gate to the bus stop. It will come around eight or nine depending on whether Grimiski the driver was drunk the night before. Board the bus, give him a blessing and sit in the third-row aisle seat. It where I always sit. Oreshki is the first stop. There will be a few passengers, none will bother you. At Oreshki you will be met by my cousin Misha. He will take you to his house where Dieter will be waiting.” They sat in silence for a few minutes.

“You think this will work? That the guards won’t be able to tell? What if I have to speak? Our voices are different,” Sonkin said. Fedor knew he was correct. They sounded nothing alike. Sonkins spoke with at a higher pitch.

“You will pretend to have a cold. Sniffling, some sneezing, a cough. Talk through your handkerchief. That will work. The guards have never asked me for papers. If they do, say you are sick, running behind and forgot them. Give a few coughs then say you will miss holding mass if you have to go back and get them. They will let you through, but they will not ask.”

“When you do not return what will happen?”

“Probably no one will notice, or they will assume someone forgot to check my name off. If they come here, they will find me with my papers in order. It will be fine.” Fedor said with more confidence, than he felt.

“A game of chess?” Sonkin said.

“At least let me get past the tenth move.” They both laughed.

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