Excerpt: Not Without My Sister
Bergen-Belsen, Germany, April 1944
Mindel walked as fast as her little legs would carry her to keep up with her big sister. The unfriendly men in black uniforms used their usual “Schnell! Schnell!” shouts to propel the mass of women and children forward. From experience Mindel knew that they never hesitated to use their batons or whips on the people who were too slow.
But she had an entirely different problem: her shoelace had come undone during the long walk from the train ramp and she had to tread carefully so as not to fall over it.
“Hurry up, we need to stay together,” Rachel hissed and pulled at her arm.
“Ouch!” Mindel protested, since it felt as if her sister was tearing her limb from limb. Clenching her teeth, she carried on because the thought o
