The Children’s Train

The door to the Berlin attic where Stephen’s parents lived opened. Clara held out a tray of pretzels and cheese, and a jug of water. “We’re going to the market,” she said.

“Thank you, Clara,” Jacob said, taking the tray. “The food looks delicious.”

Nora smiled at Clara. “Were you able to send Stephen the message?”

Clara nodded. “Yes. He’s a smart boy. He’ll understand.” She pulled the attic door shut.

Jacob and Nora heard the door shut downstairs as Klaus and Clara left the house. They ate the pretzels and cheese.

“I wonder what happened to Sylvia and Baby Lilly,” Nora said.

“I’m afraid to think of it,” Jacob said.

“It’s sad to think that we’re the lucky ones.”

Suddenly, there was a desperate pounding on the back door. “Klaus! Clara!” a woman’s voice yelled. “Oh, dear God, someone, help me!”

Jacob and Nora looked at each other. Then Jacob climbed on a chair to peep out the attic window. It was Mindy, the neighbor from the house next door. She was pregnant, and blood stained her dress. “Who is it?” Nora asked.

Jacob looked out the small window, watching as Mindy headed unsteadily back toward her house. She turned, looked up, and saw Jacob watching her. Suddenly, she clutched her stomach and fell to the ground.

“It’s the neighbor from the house next door. Mindy, the pregnant one. She’s in trouble!” Jacob picked up his doctor’s bag.

Nora grabbed his arm. “No, Jacob! Please, it isn’t safe.”

“But I’m a doctor,” Jacob said.