My mother and I walk out the building. Outside German nazis nod at us as we pass. The lightly snowy pavement and old leaves crunch under my shoes. I cuddle up close to my mother, nuzzling my head into her tweed coat.
"Mom?" I ask.
"Yes."
"What will happen to Sarah?" I say quietly.
"We can never speak of her again. Never. You understand me?" She says in hushed voice.
I nod. We walk silently back to our apartment. When my father left us, my mother thought it was because he was with another woman. My mom just found out he was taken to a concentration camp. Auschwitz. The same place I assume Sarah will be going.
When we reach the house my mother slams the door behind us. She sits on the beat up tan love seat to our right, turning on a lamp, she wipes a tear from her blue eyes.
"Ok. I want you to know, that if you and Sarah were talking, you would've been sent to that concentration camp with her." She says sternly.
"Yes. I know." Wiping a tear from my eye." We were in a fight. The last thing I said to her was, I wish you were never born. That's when I sped up ahead of her, the nazis came and grabbed her. She called me, but I kept walking."
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