With Gerlinde’s help Lotte had been inquiring about the whereabouts of Agnieska and Jan. Most civilians had been sent to a transit camp in Prsuzkow, some fifteen kilometers west of the city center, where further selections and distributions were made.
“This could be them,” Gerlinde said with excitement, her finger pointing at one of the endless lists. She scrunched up her nose and read the remark scribbled in tiny letters, the enthusiasm fading from her face. “It says Agnieska has been sent for forced labor into the Reich and Jan is destined for Auschwitz.”
Lotte tore the paper from her friend’s hand, to see for herself. It was the horrible truth. Agnieska had already boarded a train to Dresden, while little Jan – without papers or relatives – was supposed to be deported with the rest of
