“You spoil these children, Lena,” said Mrs. Cassar, looking back from the middle of the group. As the light quickly faded, she focused her gaze on Dante. “Especially that one.”
thatDante pretended not to notice, but Fräulein Schmidt laughed softly, so he knew she wasn’t upset. Mrs. Cassar was acting extra old and crabby today. He decided to ignore the old woman and learn more about Lena.
“Fräulein Schmidd, where did you live in Germany?” he asked.
“Berlin,” she replied, directing her beam of light so he, Andrew Romolo and Tano Violante could see the path better.
Andrew glanced over his shoulder at Fräulein Schmidt. He smiled. “Fräulein Schmidd, are you married?”
Dante bristled when he realized Andrew must have a crush on Fräulein Schmidt, too. He quickly reminded her who was the smart
