She gently touched the Deutches Rotes Kreuz Brooch on her collar with her forefinger. "My Parents gave it to me for my fifteenth birthday. I was so proud of it...but I can't wear it anymore... I am proud of the Red Cross, but not of the Swastika."
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Thank you, William. That is very kind of you. 😀👍🙏4🕊️4🇺🇦&🇮🇱

Without warning, the truck lurched to one side and then the other. The engine revved wildly. There was a sharp thump and the four women were thrown to the side of the truck.
For a moment there was silence, which was broken by screaming from inside the cab...

The little grey life raft bobbed up and down on the gentle swell. A tiny speck on the surface of the huge, blue ocean. Maria looked down at her friend. Despite all the horrors, she was in no doubt that God existed, and that he was watching over them both.

Guten Tag, Katinka.
Ein wunderschöner Tag hier

It is with deep sadness I have to announce that due to the nefarious practices and arrest of the owner of Fresh Ink Group, said publisher is now defunct and my book is no longer available.
So it's back to square one for me.
Oh well, back to the lists... 😔

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