Anthology of wounds - Arct

Anthology of Wounds- Speak! - screamed the chairman that was over thetable to pull me up by my hair.- Why have you called me, I have done nothing!- Iwhispered.- What? - he screamed like a beast - Have you havenot done anything? What do you think, will we arrestyou when you do something?- But how is possible If I have not done anything….– I wanted to insist- Surely! We are called state security, so we can’t letyou do something and then put the chains. And he saidto his friends:- The others have told us that he is smart but as I seehe is like a donkey!- When I have not done any fault why do you wantto arrest me? –I asked angry- What do you want to do, to arrest our sons thatsing songs in the picnics?- and he got my beard andsaid:- Look at my eyes? And say me shortly: Do you loveus?- What did you say - I suddenly said.The chairman moving in the room repeated:- I asked you if you love us?- And you, what about you, do you love me - I whispered.- What? Do we love you? - he screamed and then a93