Gone "Lou, Mr. Bleier wants you to make your way over to his office." The cheeks on my old wrinkled skin flushed with a bright red tone slowly as I heard the words. A titanium screwdriver hit the ground as I drifted toward the door; I didn't even flinch. What was coming can't be good. Production is decreasing, I'm developing tremor in my hands, 50 men have already gone. My shaking arms reached to knock but stopped. No, just open it, i thought. The door opened. "Took ya' long enough," he gently spoke with a grin that made me feel uncomfortable. "Sit down Lou." My old leather shoes took me to a chair involuntarily. "I'm sure you are aware that the company is letting people go. You still have a chance. But a very …show more content…
"I'm try'in my best Rose. I'm aging right along with my body. The plant gon' fire me anytime. They been try'in but can't developed the guts. I been there so long ain't nobody can do it." "You outta quit and find work in that new factory up by the butcher's house." "You just don't get it Rose. It ain't that easy." I sarcastically laughed and shook my head. She gave me a look of disgust in return. "Oh sure it is. We can't just think about yourself. Markus gonna be graduating soon. He wanna go to college. What are you going to do about that, huh?" "Nothin." Saying that word hurt me. "I can't. I'm going to bed now, goodnight." I laid down on my bed thinking about what I wished of my life: buying my children all of their needs, providing for my family with no hassle, owning wonderful things. Ever since Hitler been in charge my whole life came down on me. A stress-free life is all I wish for. I honestly don't need nice things and a nice job. All I wish for is happiness and no stress. That morning, I got it. Everything was gone. The bombing took it all. My house, my wife, my children, my job, my tools, my family photographs, my memories, myself. I'd like to say that I wished it never happened, but I would have told a lie. I got my wish. I didn't regret