‘She pointed at the sick women saying, “This one, this one, that one.” She looked at me covered with sores and turned away in disgust, but she pointed at Irenka’s bunk and said, “That one,” then she left.’ The Blockova explained to those chosen that they’d be sent to a convalescent camp. ‘You won’t have to work any more.’ A covered truck came that night. ‘The little tubercular Russians, the lame Irenka and quite a number of others were loaded up.
