Each of the German soldiers had been killed but Private Hans Rickmers, seventeen years old, slender and slight, 5’7”. More important matters concern me than your love life. XNXX Are you devout?” she asked. She was perhaps a year younger than Hans, and several inches shorter. “Close and lock the door,” the colonel said. After he composed himself, he applied a first aid bandage to the wound over his trousers to slow the bleeding. You hold your tongue I say. “Why is a German girl here?” “I am Jewish.”
“Why didn’t you kill me?”
“You have a gun. He sat back in his seat, and looked out the window. A phonograph was playing “Silent Night.” A middle aged German couple was saying goodbye to their son in uniform. “Oh, never mind,” he said, “Ask one of them. He hasn’t heard it before, so it is not an old story for him.” When the older soldier did not continue, Hans asked, “How did you win the Iron Cross.” The older soldier smiled, took a deep breath, and began, “The Russians had us surrounded, do you understand?’” Then he looked at the amused expressions on the faces of several soldiers. His voice broke slightly when he said, “Be safe, my son.” Two days later,
