Until We Meet Again by Roberta Kagan
“Mimi, it’s me. Nick,” he whispered, his Nazi uniform a mockery of the boy who once promised to protect her. She stared through her tears at eyes she’d never forgotten—now belonging to the enemy....
“Mimi, it’s me. Nick,” he whispered, his Nazi uniform a mockery of the boy who once promised to protect her. She stared through her tears at eyes she’d never forgotten—now belonging to the enemy....
Germany 1939: “Heinz, take her, please.” Trudi’s voice trembled, her hands shaking as she held the baby out to him. Liesel screamed in protest, grabbing a length of her mother’s hair. “Forget what you...