A concentration camp in the closing
days of WWII. The prisoners are starving. The German guards are mean. The
meanest is Wagner who had lost three fingers in WWI. As the Russians come closer,
he relaxes a little. Kazys secures a frying pan and some strips of bacon. The
men salivate as they smell the cooking meat.
Now Wagner seizes the frying pan and
begins to eat while the prisoners salivate, enviously. He enjoys the food
tremendously. Turns out, he was eating rat and he is shown the dead animal from
which the meat came.
Kazys, the cook, disappears. The
narrator joins a group of passing refugees the following day and escapes.
Short Story International
#30. Sylvia Tankel, Ed. February 1982, pp. 95-102.
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