Chapter 16 of Through different Eyes has been uploaded. I hope you continue to enjoy it.
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I could hear the warning in Mutti’s voice and my unwilling eyes turned to her.
“Liebling. We have survived these years by being careful and cautious, and you have done this well.” I could see the love in her eyes – it reached inside me and calmed my impatience as her hand stroked my arm. “We must continue like that. There is still no-one on our side … except us.”
“I have to keep living and telling the lies?” That familiar, greasy darkness was there, trying to smother the hope.
Mutti sighed. “Yes – both of us must, for now.” I could see the distaste on her face. “And we have to do that until we re-establish our real identities.” She paused for a moment and a dark look passed across her face. “If that’s possible.”
“What do you mean?”
“Who knows what bridges that woman burned in building these identities for us?” She shook her head. “We may never reclaim our real identities … I don’t know.”
I shivered again at that thought.
After a moment, I pulled Mutti’s left arm to me – she always wore long sleeves. I undid the cuff on her left sleeve and slid the sleeve up to her elbow, revealing the blue numbers tattooed on her forearm. “You have these to prove who you are.”
Mutti’s breath was stuttering as she hugged me with intensity. We stayed clasped in each other’s arms for a while. Sitting up, she released me, keeping my hands in hers.
“It’s time you knew the truth about your mother.” She looked at me, tension building throughout her body.
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Iskander
(Robert Hart)