Chapter FiveThe metal mail slot in the front door clanged as a battered envelope fluttered to the floor and landed face up. The Nazi party’s swastika encircled in black dominated the correspondence. Pia forced herself to breathe as she bent and retrieved the letter with trembling fingers.
What had she and Mutti done to gain the attention of the authorities? As mandated, they’d joined the midwives association and attended monthly meetings. Pia ran her fingers across the sealed envelope. The midwives assemblies touted the Nazi’s support of their industry after years of neglect, but they also railed incessantly against the Jews. Would the authorities ask midwives to spy on families to make sure they were proper Aryan homes?
She held the missive to the light. Nothing. Hitler desired to incre
