Maybe he will make it.

"Alarm!" the guard shouted.

First white circles designed themselves onto the sky. Explosions followed about the BMW.They were ordered to hide under a row of pine trees. Peter did not budge and was surprised to see that one of the guards also stayed put.

"It will not last long," he said.

First Peter thought that he meant the air raid, and then he got it, he meant the war.

They had lunch break, but nothing to eat. He watched the elderly guard eat, his stomach gurgled in pain, but loved the man when he shared his meager meal with his dog.

He never paid attention to the houses nearby, only when a woman carried a big pot and headed towards them. She handed one potato to each of them, and then one more, then caught the hungry eyes of the guard and offered him one, He shook his head. She aplit the last potato between the four of them.

It took him by surprise when when he felt the warm breath of the dog  on the back of his hand. Two hungry eyes looked at the half potato in his hand. Peter allowed him to lick it, and then take it. The do licked his face.