When the family returned to Berlin, Ursula announced that she and Evie were going with them. Mutter, of course, had been adamant that Berlin wasn’t a place for a toddler, but much to Lotte’s surprise – and admiration – Ursula didn’t waver in her determination. That British pilot really had gotten under her sister’s skin, which reminded her about Johann.
She thought of him every single day, worrying if he was still alive and under what conditions. Rumors about the deplorable treatment by the Russians ran wild, but Lotte refused to dwell on it, hoping it was just that: rumors.
One day after work she was lying on the sofa listening to a radio program when a knock sounded at the apartment door. Anna and Peter had taken Jan to the motion pictures and neither Ursula nor Mutter were around to a
