Father, hear me…

They’d said to him “Take care! You’ve only got two minutes at your disposal to jump out of the train… You won’t look behind you, just forwards to the Greek border. Whatever you hear, whatever happens, you’ll run towards the Greek border.”He did it all for Marie and his children, he said.Whatever he did was like a knife in Marie’s heart, while those children hadn’t really managed to get to know him, and then only from what was said by their grandfather and the aunts…At least after your death, you will listen to me, father.