C'est impossible ! – Ma rencontre avec mon demi-frère ne s'est pas déroulée comme prévu.

This Can’t be True! – Meeting With my Stepbrother Didn’t Go According to Plan Nice hallucination, Robert thought, but after an hour in which he had almost regained his strength he began to question himself. Just when he wanted to ask for clarification, the voice added:

“She is the water you drank!”

She didn’t understand and understood at the same time. It was a struggle between distance and the fuel gauge needle, and he was sorry he hadn’t looked more closely at the fuel gauge during the run, but he remembered that he had actually looked a couple of times, but he had to keep his eyes on the airplane in front to catch the turn, so he couldn’t pay much attention. They were Messerschmitt 109s, and it was understandable that they should attack on the last stretch of road, for even with extra tanks of gasoline they still could not safely cover the distance from where they took off to where they expected to meet the convoys. He stopped, drank all the water that was left in the jerry can and found it sweet and cool. He accelerated to full throttle again, realizing that it wasn’t the engine that would fail, but the gasoline that would run out.