East Meets West

HISTORICAL FICTION ENTRY:

On 10 November 1989, Hans shuffled nervously across the debris littered street, clutching a package close to his chest.

He apprehensively approached the building, straightened his lapels then entered the revolving door.

On reaching the counter, he removed the book from the bag, sliding it across to the stern looking assistant. She opened the book’s cover and said “this is date stamped 13.08.1961. I do hope you have a good excuse.”

Hans anxiously responded “I’d have returned it sooner if it wasn’t for that damned Berlin Wall being built.” Their eyes briefly met before they erupted into gales of laughter.

From Guest Contributor Dougie Shepherd.

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