The question resounded again in her head. What did she want in Jerusalem? Such a straightforward question and yet so complicated. There was a very simple answer. She needed to see Uri, even if she’d never tell Weinberger that. But her reason went beyond her feelings for Uri. The closer the Piper Cub got to Jerusalem, the clearer it became: there was no going back to her previous life. She had left Berlin behind. She had left Dachau behind, and that British camp on Cyprus. She had left Judith Wertheimer behind. She would, once the new Jewish state was founded, need a new name. Her Hebrew name.
