Grandfather. Part 3 You can read beginning of the story here part 1 https://www.italki.com/notebooks/886911 part 2 https://www.italki.com/entry/887025 When my grandfather got into the room, the officer closed the door and started shouting at him. He called my grandfather a piece of shit and blamed him in espionage for German. Afterwards, the commissar declared my grandfather to be an enemy of the people and he must be eliminated. The commissar said he’d do it right now and right there. He pulled out a gun pointing it at my granddad. My granddad was frightened to the death. He turned pale, loose control and pissed in his pants. The officer put the gun down and asked if my grandfather understood his words. My granny did. Then the commissar let him out. He came out with tears in his eyes and with the wet pants. That’s the story. I had always known my grandpa as a strong man and he was really a hell of a man. But that time was not brave of him. I don’t in any way blame him for that. What would I’ve done in his place? I might take a crap. I don’t know why he told it to us. Perhaps, it was the only thing he wanted us, his grandchildren, to know about the war. A war is a shit. Grandpa, I love you. RIP