It was 1943, in the middle of the Second World War. You, British, a simple person, who wanted to stay away from fights, politics and so on. He went to his house in the countryside, where he had everything he needed to stay “away” from the city. Your farm had cows, horses, chickens, oxen, vegetable gardens with different vegetables, fruits, an area where you took care of some flowers, a pond with ducks, etc.

One day, you were in the corral cleaning things there, until you heard a noise in the straw, which made you shake and shiver, you took your shotgun, and slowly went to where he was making noise and called the shotgun, When you he saw that it was a British soldier, black, weak and seriously injured, with his eyes closed and panting.