Chapter 25 Hans (1)
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13 April 1939, Stuttgart: some truths

Clara was busy scrubbing out paint pots at the sink in the basement when she heard the backdoor shut. That was odd. Christoph was in the classroom repairing one of the shelves.  Karl was preparing some lessons and Helga and Hani weren’t due until this afternoon. Perhaps Helga had popped round with something early or wanted to pick up something form the house.

She wiped her hands on her apron and made her way up stairs. She opened the kitchen door and yes, there was Helga. She looked terrible, though. She was pale and there were dark circles round her eyes.

“What on earth is the matter, my dear,” she said, pulling out a chair for her and nodding that she should sit down.

Helga took a deep breath. “I don’t think Hani should...

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