Bonn, September 1955
Bonn, September 1955Lotte waited at the airport for Chancellor Adenauer’s return from Moscow. The announced press conference had drawn thousands of visitors, eager to hear the official announcement about the fate of the German prisoners of war.
For her, though, it wasn’t an abstract wish for the missing men to return home. She wanted Johann. Ten years had passed and not a day went by that she didn’t miss him. On the surface, she was a modern, successful and happy woman. She worked as a lawyer, earned enough money to afford a nice apartment and fancy clothes and had saved up enough to buy a VW Beetle earlier that year.
Only one ingredient was missing for her to be completely happy: her man. Her friends and family had long ago given up trying to pair her off with elig
