Arbre du Monde

You’re in the middle of a war. And we need to win.

Photo by Jeremy Bishop on Unsplash

To catch up, please read Part One and Part two

Pounding temples shook me awake. It took a minute for my eyes to understand they needed to open, but I sensed I wasn’t at the airport, which was confirmed by the weight of a blanket and the support of a pillow. I tried to lift my head to figure out where I was, except nausea overcame me. Using the sheet beneath me…