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. Because he felt somewhat safe, glancing at the distance he was from his target he began his stop for the night a little quicker. Hoping to find out a little more about Melina-voice, for he realized that he wasn’t actually talking to Melina in London, who was employed in the auxiliary services of the army and had no idea what he was going through. Everywhere he looked below him, dunes and dunes and dunes, high enough to prevent a safe landing. He got here not because he’d done anything wrong, but because of a string of bad luck. She felt your pain and reacted. And a precise shooting by the pilot of the German airplane. He was sure he’d shot it down, but he didn’t have time to watch it fall to the ground, for the second plane got into a favorable position and strafed it briefly in passing, then cleared over it
