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She Worried For Him-3The Meeting “Guten Tag, Fraulein. Was möchten Sie?” asked the shopkeeper. Victoria hated this part. Her palms got sweaty and the German words jumped around in her head. Why could they not have gone to France? “Hallo, Herr Schneider. Ich möchte… möchte…erm…” Paper, what was the bloody word for paper? All she wanted was some paper so she could sketch again. Herr Schneider had an amused grin on his face. He was very patient every time anyone who was learning German came into his shop. Besides, she was from a good family, the father was always very gShe Worried For Him-3
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She Worried For Him-2May 1936- She was not happy when she found out her father was asked by Chamberlain to spend the summer in Berlin. Victoria was shipped off to boarding school in Switzerland from September to April every year and she looked forward to spending her summers at their country estate in Lincolnshire. The fields and the brook and the huge spiral staircase and her bay window overlooking the rose garden and her secret place were some of her favorite sites in her world. She pouted for the last two weeks at school after she received the letter, she pouted on the train ride, she pouted on the boat, she pouted during her four day stay at their London townShe Worried For Him-2
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She Worried For Him-EndThe End August 1939- It had been seven months since his last letter. Victoria finally began to believe it was over. He had forgotten about her, but she told herself it was inevitable. It was bound to happen. Pick up and move on. The world was at the verge of war, and that was something so much bigger than her. She sat on the edge of her bed, her head in her hands. It had to be over, her last… thirty letters had gone unanswered. Today, she decided, would be the day she moved on. But his letters pulled at her like his hands had once pulled at her. Perhaps she would try again tomorrow. She crawled under her bed and pulledShe Worried For Him-End
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She Worried For Him-BeginningThe Beginning March 1938- She worried for him. She had not heard from him in a very long time. And all of the troubles in Germany were rumored to have spun out of control. With the Anschluss with Austria, matters were getting worse. Because of what had passed between them, she avoided any remnants of him like they were the plague. His letters, the dried flowers, his gray scarf- she had thrown it all in a box and shoved it beneath her bed, not to be seen again. She was not angry because there was no cause to be angry; he could not have left his home just to be with her. That was entirely unpractical. The letters came every weShe Worried For Him-Beginning
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