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Narrated by Amy


Chicago 1943

“You are she, aren’t you? Daniel’s Mother, Mother of Hitlers son?"
The elegant dress woman raised her matching glasses to see the intruder on the ground held by her manservant, whom he had given a merry chase over the back wall. She was about to throw the riff-raff out for running through her garden, crushing her Azaleas, until he shouted, Daniel!
“Now, who are you?”

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