... all we could do is watch her walk away. If only I had known that was the last time I would ever see her. They took us to another sorting area, to separate the children from the men. I was nineteen years old, but I knew if I told them my real age, my two younger brothers would be left by themselves. Luckily, ... was always a painstaking process, I hated it. After roll call, we went to work, digging huge pits. After we worked, we went back, and got dinner. Dinner was a piece of bred, and water or coffee. This same routine went on for a year. My brothers and I had become used to the routine...

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... . When Grandma Flett thinks of her scattered family, her children, her grandchildren, her grandniece, she is unable to form images in her mind of their separate and particular faces. She has almost forgotten the small primal piece of herself that came unshaped into the world, innocent of the least thought, on whose surface, in fact, no thought had ever shone. Which is ... ...

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