Chapter 51 Section 51

The city is asleep under the dark night.A plan has already formed in my mind.I quietly got up from the bed and lit a candle.As I passed Henrik's room, I could hear his low snoring.I'm in the room where I accidentally messed up those work schedules during the day. I paused to make sure everyone else was still soundly asleep, and then I flipped through the stack of timetables, found the one I wanted to see, and struggled to read the details on the paper by the faint candlelight. Obviously, my previous judgment was correct. Henrik will go to Auschwitz-Birkenau after dawn.Looking further down, he had to go to Plazo first, transport a batch of enamelware there to Auschwitz, and then send a batch of clothes.Seeing this, I couldn't help getting excited, maybe those clothes contained my mother's handwork.

Thinking of this, the remaining doubts and hesitation in my heart dissipated.Only the flame of hope still flickered, driving me to carry out that daring plan. I got a blank piece of paper, a pen, and sat down to leave a message for Henrik, thanking him for taking care of us, and explaining that if he won't take us to Auschwitz, we'll have to figure it out on our own . In the end, I expressed my thanks again, and I promised that after the war is over, if we have the opportunity, we will definitely come back to see him.I signed my name, folded the letter, and placed it carefully on the table so that Henrik could see it when he woke up in the morning.

I slipped quietly back into the bedroom, woke Nikolai and Ilo, and told them to be quiet.When they were dressed and warm, they were led through the house and out the gate into the darkness of night. I was only able to explain aloud when I was outside the house, and I simply said, "Nikolai, I think I know where mother is, but don't get your hopes up, maybe I'm wrong." Nikolai's eyes lit up. "Really, Anka? Will we see her soon? Please tell me it's true." "I can't promise, Nikolay, but I hope so. I really hope." Yiluo looked up at me with pleading eyes, "Anka?"

I hugged her into my arms: "I shouldn't give you false hopes, Yiluo. Maybe we can find your parents too, but I really can't guarantee that." I added a few words, as if to comfort : "Henrik believes that the war will soon be over. Then, perhaps we will know the result. But until then, my friend, my dear friend, you and Nikolai and I, we also have have you." "I understand, Anka." Yiluo said softly, holding back tears. We snuggled up to the side of the house, and I scanned the street for Henrik's truck in no time.As I wished, the carriage was open, with a canvas canopy, and I pointed to it, explaining my plan to the children.

"Henrik will be driving this car to a camp to pick up deliveries later in the morning. I assume Mom is there. Henrik won't drive us there, so we just hide in his car Let him take us to our destination without knowing it." Nicholas was dumbfounded when he heard that, "We're going to take that big truck? Is that the big truck over there, Anka? That's the one!" "Hush, kid, be quiet," I scolded. "Do you remember our game in the forest, before that wolf found us? How we pretended to be invisible so no one knew we were There? Now, we're going to play the game again, this time hiding in Henrik's truck!"

"Don't let him find us, Nicholas! We have to hide it!" Yiluo echoed excitedly. I thought she also believed my words, but her eyes revealed her true thoughts, and I once again found that she was I pretended to be happy because of my brother.