I went to work, and I saw my boss there "Oh, Daniel, what are you doing here? You don't really work on weekends" he said.
I sighed "I'm doing a report on Herr Klaus Müller, so I need to contact Fräulein Müller. I need to know her school and address. I can look in the address book and find her address easy enough" I said.
My boss nodded "I believe she goes to Städtisches Sophie-Scholl-Gymnasium, I've seen her there when I've done reports in that area. As for the address, look for Liesel G Müller, since Fräulein Müller won't be in the telephone book, since she is only 17," he explained to me.
I opened the address book and looked for Fräulein Müller's mother's name in the book; I found she lives at 26 Königinstraße (Königinstrasse) I didn't have much to do now. I got a letter and started to write it, since I knew I would give it to her tomorrow, so I wrote tomorrow's date. I thought of a time to meet before I wrote it;
Monday, 17 August 1931
Dear Fräulein Müller,
Although you hide it well, it is clear you are nothing like the others, which is why I presume to send you this letter. Last week, I was approached by one of the Nazi Party's original members. He is old now, and his health frail, but his memory is clear. He told me a troubling story that I believe you, as Klaus Müller's daughter, deserve to hear. Your father did not die a martyr to the Nazi cause, and your family's precarious position within Hitler's party is predicated on a lie.
I beg you give me a chance to explain, and I shall meet you directly outside your home this evening at half past six o'clock.
A Friend
I had to think about what to sign the letter, but I didn't want to give myself away. Since I was in the office, I decided to work on some of my other reports to waste some of my time, since I was already in the office, and it could save some time.
Once it was 4, I left and I went back home and saw Ruth "Good afternoon, Ruth" I greeted.
Ruth nodded "Where on Earth have you been?" she asked.
I sighed "At work, I got the information I needed, and I also worked on some reports while I was there" I explained, tired of her antics and always being on my tail.
Once nightfall rolled around, we went to bed.
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