Just Don't Turn Around (Chapter 3, page 2 of 61)

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Chapter 3

"Where is Prague?" Katarina asked.

"Dad goes there for his business trips," Peter jumped ahead of me with his answer.

"By car it will take us about five hours," I said.

"Are we going?" I asked.

"Yes, let's go," Peter said and Katarina opened the door and walked into the stairway. Peter followed her. Nora and I looked at each other silently and then ran our eyes one more time over everything we could see from the main entrance. Nora joined the kids going downstairs and I was the last one leaving the apartment. I locked the door and an idea flashed through my head: "Almost everything we have worked for in the last nine years is there behind that door. Apartment, furniture…clothes…carpets…pots and pans and all the other dishes…all the books…everything…."

I just took a deep breath and said quietly"

…just don't turn around…"

I closed my eyes for a few seconds and then ran down the stairs as fast as possible. Nora and the kids were just coming out of the main entrance when I caught up with them. It was seven o'clock in the morning. We got in the car and left by highway to Prague.

"We should be in Prague for lunch," I said just to change my train of thought.

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