On a beautiful day of golden sunshine and blue skies, Andriy Kostenko sits in Shevchenko Park watching his three children playing with his wife. Young couples walk hand-in-hand and stop to listen to a violinist. Two elderly men on a bench play chess with great concentration.
“Will we really have bombs falling here in two days’ time? Is there really going to be a real war?” mused the young army officer who is cutting short his leave in Kiev to return east, to the frontline in Donbas. “I really wish there isn’t a war. But it may happen, and I want to enjoy every moment of this. I don’t know when I will be able to be here again. Of course we will do our duty, but we are all worried about our families, and we pray they will be alright.”
