Kleindorf, Germany, April 1945
Kleindorf, Germany, April 1945Ursula Hermann picked up Eveline, her one-year-old daughter, and carried her out to the front yard. The sun kissed her cheeks on this beautiful April morning. She decided to enjoy five minutes of idle time with her daughter before she walked over to bring lunch to Aunt Lydia and the farmhands.
She sat down on the swing with Eveline, pushing off with her foot to set the swing in motion. A sigh escaped her throat and Eveline turned her head to look at her mother. The child had inherited Ursula’s blonde hair, but the beautiful green eyes of her father, Tom.
“I’m so glad I have you, Evie,” Ursula said, pressing a kiss on her daughter’s hair. “You’re the one bright spot to come out of this war. You and meeting your father.” Thought
