A few weeks later, on June 10, 1945, a letter arrives from the Red Cross. At last. Harriette opens the envelope. It’s addressed to her husband, even though Fred hadn’t written any of the letters to the Red Cross. “Dear Sir,” it begins. The letter goes on to describe what happened to Mildred. Harriette is so overcome by emotion that she can barely make it past the first paragraph. Harriette’s rage is as all-encompassing as her grief.
