I arrived at the address and honked the horn.
After waiting a few minutes I walked to the door and knocked.
‘Just a minute’, answered a frail, elderly voice.
I could hear something being dragged across the floor.
After a long pause, the door opened.
A small woman in her 90’s stood before me.
She was wearing a print dress and  a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940’s movie.
By her side was a small nylon suitcase. Continue reading →