Chapter 24
Lotte was shivering in the cold when the wake-up alarm echoed across the camp at four a.m. She started up, but then fell back on her bunk when she remembered that she didn’t have to attend roll call or work. She hoped there would at least be food.
About half an hour later, the doors opened, signaling the arrival of someone with their morning rations. Lotte climbed from the bunk and got in line with the other women, weak from sickness, hunger, and cold.
When it was her turn in line, she glanced at the kitchen aid distributing the meager rations and saw a few steps behind her a guard and a nurse standing. Anna. A sudden rush of excitement coursed through Lotte’s veins, but she didn’t dare look at her sister, who dutifully jotted down on a clipboard which prisoners had made it t
