“It’s so incredibly booooooring,” Lotte complained. They’d arrived in Denmark a week ago and there was no indication they would ever leave this darned garrison and the makeshift barracks. “We can’t even go into town, because there is no town.”
“Just flatlands, wind and rain,” Agatha, an auxiliary of the Kriegsmarine, chimed in. “And I thought my work in Stavanger was dull.”
KriegsmarineRight now every woman would have, in the blink of an eye, chosen the dullest work over sitting around in boredom.
“Let’s make a run for home. Nobody will even notice whether we’re gone or not,” Lotte whispered when she was alone with Gerlinde.
“You’re stir crazy, woman.”
“I have studied the map, it’s not that far. And we can probably catch a train somewhere,” Lotte said.
“Not far? It’s at least three h
