Dear Stranger,
I want to scream.
If Mama and Papa ignoring me wasn't enough, now the Steiners and everyone else are too.
I wish they could tell me what it is, but obviously they can't. I just wish they could trust me. I wish I didn't feel invisible.
—Etta
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The Sound of Silence
Historická literatura"God had given us a miracle, and I wasn't sure there would be one next." Winter 1942, one of the coldest years in history. Hans Steiner, a man of his late thirties, looks through the iron fence, through the hollow eyes that follow him, and to the as...
