Resist_A Story of D-Day by Alan Gratz

Author:Alan Gratz [Gratz, Alan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781338621808
Goodreads: 48501631
Publisher: Scholastic
Published: 2019-10-01T00:00:00+00:00

The city of Bayeux was still asleep—or in hiding—as Samira ran through its streets. Ever since the Nazi occupation began, it was always safer inside your home than out. But something was wrong. More wrong than usual, even during the occupation. What should have been a bustling, living city was quietly hibernating. It was eerie.

The lights were off in the bakeries. Cafe chairs were stacked on their tables. The druggists were closed. White lilies filled the buckets in a florist’s shop window, but no one was there to sell them. Blinds on windows were drawn, and shutters were closed. When the Bayeux cathedral’s bells chimed seven o’clock in the morning, Samira started at the sound. Up and down the narrow cobblestone streets, not a soul was out and about.

That’s when Samira realized what else was missing: the Nazis. For four years, they had been an ever-present menace everywhere you went. Nazi soldiers on street corners. In village pubs. In shops and restaurants, on bridges and trains. You couldn’t turn around without running into a German soldier. But here in Bayeux, they were all gone. She hadn’t seen a single Nazi soldier since a parade of them had driven by her a half hour ago. Were they hiding too?

No—the parade she had seen was Bayeux’s Germans! She didn’t see any soldiers here in the city because they had all just driven past her. The Nazis had abandoned Bayeux! Whether they were going to attack Allied soldiers somewhere else or defend some other larger city, she didn’t know. But it didn’t matter! All that mattered was that her mother and the other prisoners might not be dead!

But where were they?

“Cyrano, we have to find our families,” Samira told her little companion. Cyrano was trotting from sidewalk to sidewalk, sniffing at things and lifting his leg here and there to mark where he’d been. She wished he understood her urgency. Just because the Nazis had retreated, that didn’t mean her mother and the others were safe. The Nazis were like wasps. Even if you thought they were ignoring you, one of them could still sting you when you were least expecting it.

If anyone would know where her mother and the prisoners were being held, it would be one of the people of the city. But where were they? There was only one way to find out.

Samira ran up to the first door that looked like someone’s home and knocked.

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