Pier at dawn

Before Daybreak

In the last hours before daybreak, everything changed. It was the sirens that woke us. My mother dragged us, tousle-haired and sleepy-eyed, from the room we shared with our grandmother. My brother and I wrapped ourselves in blankets, tugged on boots over our pajamas, while our father helped Grandmother with her shoes. The first rumblings … Continue reading Before Daybreak