Lana Kortchik - Sisters of War

‘ It’s okay , Mama , ’ said Stanislav , putting his rucksack down on the pavement and embracing his mother . ‘ It’s easier this way . ’

‘ On the train , eat the boiled eggs and bread I packed for you . Wear your jumper if it gets cold . ’

‘ A fine soldier I would make , wearing a jumper at the end of June . ’ Seeing his mother’s stricken face , Stanislav added , ‘ I love you , Mama . Please , don’t cry . ’

‘ When are we going to see you again ? What are we going to do ? ’ Mother sobbed .

‘ Soon , Mama , I promise . I’ll be back soon . This war won’t last long . A couple of months at most . ’

‘ Look after yourself , son , ’ said Father . ‘ We’ll see you when it’s all over . ’

In silence they watched Stanislav as he climbed into the carriage and turned around , a sad smile on his face . ‘ Girls , look after your mother , ’ he said , saluting them once more , and then the train was moving and the Smirnovs were running along the platform to catch one final glimpse of their firstborn son and older brother . Soon he was gone but still they stood , watching the train that carried Stanislav to the front , until the train , too , had disappeared . Then they went home , where they had dinner without their son and without their brother . As they chewed their meatballs and vegetable salad , the girls and their mother and even Nikolai cried quietly into their plates .

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