Was he a POW?
"You were a prisoner of war?" asks Amie, thinking over everything she knows about this guy. "Why didn't I know that?"
There is a pause. The wood of the floor in the closet creaks under her feet.
"No, I - there is a man I hurt. You are talking as though you are knowing me," says Gregor. "But I am not remembering meeting you. I am thinking perhaps you should come out now, yes?"
Shit!
"Do not make me break down door please," says Gregor, not unfriendly. "Piotyr - she gets excited."
"I -"
As an aside Amie, do linen closets have laundry chute?
Oh holy shit! That's what that thing is! It's half buried in fallen shelves, but that is a damned laundry chute!
Notes
+1 reader, I took the long way around (several months). Terrifically fun story and amazing dedication on your part, well done!
Thank you so much! I'm glad you enjoyed yourself.