A few days later, another surprise visitor appeared at Greta’s door. The two quick raps followed by four longer knocks signaled to Greta and Ezra that Liesel had come for a visit. Before they could answer, the door opened to the sound of a cheery voice calling out, “Guten Tag!”
Ezra ran into Liesel’s open arms. He collided with her, and she let out a small “oomph” as she struggled to stay fully upright. “Hello, my darling friend. I have brought you a honey cake and some bratwurst.” She lifted her heavy basket for him to inspect.
“I am so happy to see you.” Greta motioned for Liesel to come into the kitchen. “Please, sit down.”
“Max butchered a pig. It had met an untimely end thanks to a recent scrimmage near his farm. He gave me a bit of sausage, so naturally I must share it with two of
