The Daughter of the Führer

III

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Mum helps me pack our luggage, two simple brown suitcases, with clothes, shoes, coats, underwear and some nice clothes and other valuables inside, some jewellery and even some photos and some important gifts; and two handbags, with the essentials for the trip, handkerchiefs, water, a snack and toys inside, mum said the trip will be very long.
《Where are we going? 》
I ask him curiously, about the vehicle and our still undetermined destination.
《We're going to the station, and take the first train to Switzerland, then decide what to do. Is that alright? 》
I nod my head and grab my suitcase and handbag and follow her out of the house. As I walk through the streets, I notice that the doors and windows are armoured, and no one but women with children on their hands and suitcases around. I think they've all had our idea, I hope Sophie and her mum will be safe too, and I hope to see her again in Switzerland, maybe.
We arrive in front of the station, my mum gets two tickets for a train to Switzerland and we decide to go to the platform already, as it is not long before the train leaves. And we don't want to miss our only chance to escape a war!
We arrive at the platform and there is a huge, majestic steam train, full of people entering, people waving goodbye to their loved ones who are still on the tracks, and others trying to sneak through the crowd but stopped by the station masters, who check each person's tickets. And who will also check ours.
On the train I recognise a few children, who used to go to school with me, but who no longer seem as energetic and cheerful as they usually do in class and during the intervals between one hour and another.
My mum and I take our seats in the 3rd coach of the 2nd class, put our suitcases in the luggage rack and sit down, I put myself in the window seat and my mum in the aisle seat, so it's easier when they ask her for her ticket. Not even two minutes after we have sat down, an elderly lady sits down in front of me.
She doesn't look Polish definitely European, maybe German?
《Hallo Mädchen? Wie geht es dir? Wohin gehst du mit deiner Mutter? 》
He asks, or at least I think so? I didn't understand a single word she said, so I look at her with a small smile of understanding, I think she understood everything, and said.
《Excuse me, you didn't look Polish to me and I thought you knew German? Excuse me.》
《I explained the old lady, with great calmness and a big heart.
《Excuse me ma'am, my daughter can be intrusive sometimes! I apologise for the disturbance! 》
My mum immediately said to him, apologizing for my manners, but I didn't do anything started the lady talking to me.
《No bother, I asked the young lady the first question, I spoke to her in German first, because her physical features are very reminiscent of German-Austrian-Swiss. Do you have Germanic origins? 》
I explain the lady, leaving my mum mute, listening. Then she asks this question and my mum stiffens on the spot.
Then the lady continues.
《Why don't you lady have Germanic features, but Polish features, maybe she got them from your husband?》
My mum stares at an indefinite spot in the cabin and continues not answering the lady's curious questions, which make me curious too!
《Mom, you taught me that it's rude not to answer people older than you, and that it's disrespectful to her! 》
I say reciting the primordial rules she always recommends to me, my mum finally comes back to reality and looks at me with a worried look mixed with sweetness and fear. But the war is far away from here, so what is she worried about?
I think Madam also noticed and immediately gets alarmed, thinking the worst.
《Honey, I'm going to the restroom for a moment, I'll be right back!》
My mum gets up and disappears away from the cabin, and immediately the lady takes my hands and asks.
《Honey, you can also tell me, is that woman your real mum or did she kidnap you? 《You can tell me, my husband is a former officer of the Bern police corps, he can help you go back to your parents and imprison her for kidnapping. You just have to tell me!》

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