Chapter Fourteen “Are you crazy?” That was Stephen’s answer. He was shaking as he stood in his doorway. “”No way are you going, and no way am I going!” “But–” “There is no ‘but’ in this, Emi, you aren’t going anywhere. I won’t let you!” “You won’t let me, Steph?” “Wow, easy on the glaring there, Em. I just meant that there is no way that you can go; leaving your parents, your troop, your…
Chapter Thirteen “You received a letter yesterday,” my father said to me, watching my fork poke at my cold oatmeal. It had been cold for a long time. Hearing my father’s words, I sat up straighter, my heart pounding. “You did? Where is it? Can I see it? Who is it from?” My words came out fast, tumbling over each other. Vater laughed. He handed me a letter. It had no return address, no stamp.…
Chapter Twelve I must have fallen asleep for some time, because when I finally sat up, there was more knocking, and a different voice calling, “Emi?” I gasped, standing and unlocking the door. Stephen stumbled into my room, his forehead creased and his eyes rimmed with shadows. “Oh Emi, I was so worried,” Stephen mumbled, staggering to the edge of my bed and sitting down. “When I heard that the hotel that you were staying…
Chapter Eleven I woke up with a start in the morning, dressed in a fresh uniform, and hurried downstairs to grab a quick breakfast of porridge and milk. God had given me inspiration for how to use the grenade. The other Girls trickled into the dining room, sleepily dragging on their blouses and slowly swallowing their breakfast. I hurried to eat mine, as the rally was at noon, and it was already seven o’clock. My…
Chapter Ten I took the train to Vienna, and sat in the back on the bumpy ride. I never replied to the few people’s pleasant, “Good morning”, instead pulling back with my head down and sinking deeper into the seat. I heard softer footsteps coming closer and closer to me, and I lifted my head, surprised to see Stephen taking a seat next to me. “Hello,” he said pleasantly, setting down his own gray backpack…