RIAS radio was playing music when a ringing sounded. Marlene and Lotte both looked up from their homework, confused by the unfamiliar sound.
“What was that?” Marlene asked.
“I think the doorbell – they finally repaired it yesterday. I’ll go and have a look.” Lotte got up and opened the door. Moments later she stood in the room with Bruni in tow.
“Bruni! What brings you here?” Marlene almost choked. Bruni rarely came to visit.
“I have a letter for you.” Bruni smiled and produced an envelope with Marlene’s name on it from her purse.
“Since when do you deliver the mail? Doesn’t the Café de Paris pay you enough?” Marlene teased.
Bruni pursed her lips and held the letter between her red-painted fingers. “Instead of making snappish remarks you should fall on your knees and kiss my feet for
