Chapter 4

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1941.
He hadn't been thinking. Klaus turned pale as they dragged Ella from her house, he held Hans to his chest. As she screamed for Ingrid, they strapped a star around her bicep. His fathers face was hard as his mother weeped in to his chest, Ingrid looked simply distraught. He didn't know what he was thinking when he told them about Ella and Ingrid, about Ella's religion. He scolded himself. He was just like HIM, just like Otto...
Anger rushed through Gustav's veins as he vented to his trusty dachshund. He KNEW something like this would happen. He was angry with Hitler, but most of all he was angry with himself. He should of spoke out as they raided his daughter's lover's house. He should have done something. Anything. But he couldn't risk it, couldn't leave his family without a provider.

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