After her shift at the Charité Anna rushed home to bring her mother and sister the good news.
“Mutter, Ursula! You have to hear this!”
Both women appeared in the hallway, their faces lined with worry. Mutter looked tired in her mended black dress. The long shifts at the ammunition factory she’d been forced to work, combined with the nightly air raids, were taking a toll on her.
“What’s wrong,” Ursula asked, holding Evie on her hip.
“Nothing.” Anna grinned. “I’m bringing good news, very good news.”
“The war’s over?” Hope lit up in Ursula’s face.
“Not that good.” Anna thought for a moment how to best break the news. Ursula knew about Stan’s and Anna’s role in saving him from the camp, but Mutter didn’t. “So there’s this Polish soldier at the hospital…”
“An enemy soldier? Isn’t that da
