Never had I seen her in such a fury, nor had I heard her utter a curse word. I didn’t even know she knew how to. “Why don’t you go to the von Ribbentrops’ to hide?” my mother said. “Why don’t you go to your friend Herr von Ribbentrop for protection? Stupid girl! What about my family? Don’t you think that we’re afraid too? Don’t you think that we’re in danger too? Selfish little bitch—we’re all afraid!”
