latvia poland lithuania at the beginning of the winter of 1943 in an open area in the foothills of lower saxonyt far from the highway, one could observe a picture familiar to a passing german layman. and they dismantled everyone on the site, there were only two middle-aged women, a girl of about 13 years old, who was now clinging to a young girl. yes, hugging her tried to somehow warm. they were taken away at the end of the summer, what were they wearing? then there was the long road, brest warsaw tedious waiting at crossings in overcrowded wagons for cattle barracks of the transit concentration camp we were driven there. the source along the way, the girls became friends and became inseparable. now they prayed for only one thing, if only the owners would take them away together. another burger came up, examined the woman for a long time, shook his head , bargained with the guard, and finally agreed to pick it up. after standing for a while, thinking, i approached the girl, appreciating her nodded, i take this one with my head to the guard. but a girl literally clung to her, who did not want to