BERLIN: Reaping the Whirlwind (The Schultz family story Book 2) by Paul Grant

Author:Paul Grant [Grant, Paul]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2017-11-12T16:00:00+00:00

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Ulrich Schultz felt like his life was back to normal. He’d lost his anger since the letter had arrived and he’d had the chance to put things straight with his mother. Now he was just eager for news from his father, in fact, any news about prisoners in Russia. He’d kept his word to his mum. He didn’t talk about what he’d learned. He had regained his interest in the war, but for very different reasons. His interest now was more about when the war would end, when his father would be coming home.

Ulrich and Günther had climbed a tree in the Friedrichshain Park close to the flak tower. They were sitting on a branch munching on some apples they’d had the luck to come across. They’d been amazed to find them, but now they were suffering from over-indulgence.

‘My stomach is killing me,’ Günther whined.

‘Maybe we shouldn’t have eaten so many.’

‘Yes, but they tasted so good.’

Ulrich looked up towards the guns protruding from the top of the flak tower. ‘Your dad will be busy again tonight.’

‘No doubt. They don’t seem to miss a night anymore.’

‘The Americans are in Sicily now. They’ll soon be in Italy.’

‘I know.’ Günther was slightly gloomy. ‘I have looked at the map of Russia; our forces are being pushed back.’

Ulrich remembered his promise to his mother. He didn’t want to say negative things about the outcome of the war, but Günther was his oldest friend.

‘Do you think we can win?’ Ulrich barely whispered.

Günther glanced across at him, but didn’t answer immediately.

‘To be honest, my dad said we’ve already lost the war. It’s just a matter of time.’

He was pleasantly surprised to hear his friend say that. He had seemed so enthusiastic about the war. ‘I think he’s probably right.’

‘I don’t think you’ll have to worry about Horst Stinnes for much longer either.’

In fact, Horst hadn’t bothered Ulrich since the fight close to the town hall. It seemed word had spread around the neighbourhood. Older boys Ulrich barely knew were saying hello to him these days.

‘Why do you say that?’

‘I heard dad talking to his sergeant. He said there were plans to call up some of the HJ. Sixteen years old.’

‘Never!’

Günther nodded vehemently. ‘It’s true.’

‘What do you think it will be like when the Russians get here?’ Ulrich said.

‘Maybe the Tommies and the Yankees will get here first.’

They sat there in contemplation for a while. Ulrich was starting to understand; more and more people thought the war could not be won, yet the fighting went on.

‘Whoever gets to Berlin first, we’ll just have to make sure we’re around to see it,’ Günther said, hopping down from the branch. ‘We’d better be heading back home.’

‘Yes, we should.’

Ulrich knew Helmi was coming to the apartment again. His mother was always going places these days. He did wonder what she was up to. Whatever the case, he knew better than to be late for dinner. He didn’t want to miss it, even if there was never enough to eat.

Ulrich dropped down next to Günther and they set off together, side by side.

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