Shadows We Carry by Meryl Ain

Author:Meryl Ain
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: SparkPress

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

WHEN BRIAN DROPPED BRONKA OFF in front of her brick bungalow, she almost tripped, so focused was she on Father Stan and Brian who were still on her mind (for very different reasons). But her focus was soon redirected as she suddenly became aware of a car honking. She looked up and saw Irv Rosen’s blue Buick with the New York Press plates. He pulled up in front of her house and got out of the car.

“Hello Irv,” Bronka said.

Graying and heavy, Irv had gotten older since he used to drive her and his daughter Christina and her sisters to school. But he still seemed just as friendly.

“You know, I thought I saw you yesterday at Fatherland Gardens, but there were so many people there and so much going on, I didn’t get a chance to say hi. Also, Christina told me that you were doing cooking and lifestyle features for The Dispatch, so I wasn’t expecting to see you at such a hot event.”

“It was a hot event.” Bronka smiled with pride. “My boss couldn’t find anyone else so he finally gave me some real news to cover.”

“Well, good for you. I’m proud of you. I’ll tell Christina when I call her later. That’s just wonderful. You know, if you’re working on the story, I may have an angle for you. I happen to know one of the neo-Nazis lives in this neighborhood. And believe it or not, he works in Brodsky’s Deli. I had a confrontation with him about sixteen years ago—in fact he was at your tenth birthday party.”

“Oh, come on, Irv, that’s nothing to joke about,” she said.

“No, Bronka, it’s the absolute truth.”

How could this be? Bronka thought to herself. She had never heard this story before. And it had happened at her birthday party.

“No, really. He delivered the cold cuts to the party for you and JoJo. And Jakob Zilberman, remember Esther’s father, recognized him from Auschwitz. The deli guy was an SS guard when Jakob was a prisoner there. Anyway, it’s a long story. I said hi to Brian yesterday but I don’t know if he spotted his dad; he kind of disappeared after I saw him. But I’d like to speak with Brian if he’s interested in the backstory. Poor kid, he’s such a nice boy. I’ve advised him numerous times when I’ve been in the shop, giving him advice about photography and camera equipment. Tell him to contact me if he wants to chat.”

Bronka’s face fell and her heart started racing, but all she said was, “So it’s true.”

The Nazi had delivered the cold cuts. Well, it made sense, he worked in the deli. But why was it never mentioned? Certainly, Irv was such a yenta that the whole block must have known, especially her parents since they hosted the party. You would think in all these years at least Faye would have said something. So, everyone who patronized Brodsky’s had come in contact with a Nazi. She wondered why Irv and Mr.

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