赫尔曼与罗玛·罗森布拉特/HermanandRomaRosenblat
Itiscold,,survivingfromdaytoday,fromhourtohour,?WillIbetakentothegaschambertonight?
,,asmoreofusdisappear,thehappypastseemslikeameredream,andIsinkdeeperanddeeperintodespair.
Suddenly,,,oddlyashamedforthisstrangertoseemelikethis,,,howlonghasitbeensinceIhaveseenone!,,.
:werebeingshippedtoanothercamp.
ThenextdaywhenIgreethermyheartisbreakingandIcanbarelyspeakasIsaywhatmustbesaid:“Dontbringmeanappletomorrow.”Itellher,“Iambeingsenttoanothercamp.”.
,thepain,,amemoryIcarryinmyheartandgivesmethewilltogoonasImovetoAmericatostartanewlife.
,,thiswomannamedRoma,andlikemesheisanimmigrantsowehaveatleastthatincommon.
“Wherewereyouduringthewar?”Romaasksmegentlyinthatdelicatewayimmigrantsaskoneanotherquestionsaboutthoseyears.
“IwasinaconcentrationcampinGermany,”Ireply.
Romagetsafarawaylookinhereyes,asifsheisrememberingsomethingpainfulyetsweet.
“Whatisit?”Iask.“Iamjustthinkingaboutsomethingfrommypast,Herman,”Romaexplainsinavoicesuddenlyverysoft,“Yousee,,.”
Romasighsheavilyandcontinues,“,andsoItrytorememberhimashewasforthosemonthsweweregiventogether.”
Withmyheartpoundingsoloudly,IlookdirectlyatRomaandask,“Anddidthatboysaytoyouoneday‘’？”
“Why,yes.”Romaresponds,hervoicetrembling.
“ButHerman,howonearthcouldyoupossiblyknowthat?”
Itakeherhandsinmineandanswer,“BecauseIwasthatyoungboy,Roma.”
Formanymoments,,andastheveilsoftimelift,werecognizethesoulbehindtheeyes,thedearfriendweoncelovedsomuch,whomwehaveneverstoppedloving,whomwehaveneverstoppedremembering.
