Chapter 33 Rescued

• Enthusiastically, I stroll behind the men to the beach.
• We have everything with us; lots of meat, camping chairs and a plaid. The night is balmy; a gentle breeze is going on, and the leaves on the trees rustle as we walk by. The men start the campfire when we finally arrive at the seashore. Perpetua and I spread the plaid on the sand to sit on it. Elena and Magda wash their feet in the water while singing an unfamiliar tune.
• We watch as the men light the fire and hang the meat over it.