Then it’s settled,” said Herr Gödde.
“Just one thing, though,” said Clara. “Could you call me Clara instead of Frau Lehrs?
“Certainly. Then I am Ralf.”
“And I am Helga.”
9 November 1938, Stuttgart: burning
Clara pulled her coat closer to her body. But it wasn’t really the cold that was making her shiver. It was the sight of the fires still blazing and the smoke that was hanging in the air. They said it was the synagogue that had been set alight first but then they’d started on the...
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