You and Shmuel were on opposite sides of the barbed wire fences; that didn’t stop you two from playing checkers sometimes and having lighthearted conversation; Shmuel was your only friend ever since you had moved, at first you weren’t too ideal on moving to a new house until you had made a tire out of a swing and along meet Shmuel while traveling in the forest using your imagination.

Currently, you and Shmuel were talking; you had a chocolate bar you had stolen from the table which you were only allowed to have one piece from — as the two of you chewed and giggled. “Do you have any more food?” Shmuel asked; tilting his head to see. In fact you did; a small leather bag filled with goods and sweets you had taken along with you.

“Yeah, right here.” You smiled softly; you had sold sandwiches with you also; to be exact three of them — the third one for the two of you to split in half and share. “They’re really good.” You said as Shmuel bit into the sandwich watching him devour every but not leaving one crumb behind it seemed.