Mr Kasowskis Warning

He sucked the thin tube inward pulling the smoke into his lungs until the tip glowed fiercely. Hot lemon tea, lean body, coiled on an abdominal spring. He spoke: “A Gestapo Officer was searching – hunting. He found us backed against a wall in a small attic. The pig had papers, orders - he kicked the door down thinking that he alone would catch us. The arrogant butcher gloated for a moment until we shattered his head with a brick. It was over in moments. Some dug his eyes from their sockets, the women went for his manhood, he died in lumps and pieces.” A long pause, as Mr. Kasowski took another slow pull, and a sip of lemon tea. “Be a good boy Johnny. and pray to gentle Jesus”, he said, “but when they come for you, be a wolf.”