Skeletons at the Feast
Chapter One
usually, it was only when one of the local soldiers was home on leave that Anna
and her girlfriends ever saw the sorts of young men with whom, in different
times, they might have danced. And, as the war had dragged on, the pool of
marriage prospects-in Anna's mind, often enough that meant merely her older
brother Werner's acquaintances-dried up completely. The soldiers were either
missing or disfigured or dead.
But then came the POWs. Seven of them, sent from the prison camp to help with
the harvest.
And a week after the POWs arrived at Kaminheim, when the corn was almost
completely harvested and everyone was about to begin to gather the sugar beets
and the apples, there came four naval officers in search of a plow. They were
planning to mark a groove through the estate that would be the start of ... read full excerpt from Skeletons at the Feast ebook
