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special time for me.”
Later, when the others had gone off to bed, David sat alone in the living room. When had he lost out with Kathy? When Phil arrived, he taunted himself. But then Phil always had that way of moving in and taking any girl that appeared interested in him. It was a weird kind of competition, but it had never disturbed him until now.
“David—”
He glanced up with a start as Kathy came into the night-cold room. She wore a maroon flannel robe over her pajamas.
“I thought you’d be fast asleep by now after a weekend in Paris.” He managed a light chuckle.
“I can’t believe you’re not going back with us.”
“I’d been thinking about it for weeks,” he lied. “I can be useful to those who’re trying to pick up their lives again in Berlin.”
“Everything will be hectic from now on,” Kathy said slowly. She was reaching for something beneath the lapel of her robe. “Let me give you this back before I forget about it.” She unpinned the bow-shaped brooch, closed the pin again, and handed it to him.
“Keep it,” he said, almost brusque. “As a souvenir of our time in Germany.”
“David, I can’t do that,” she said. “It’s too important to you. A piece of home, you said—”
She held out the brooch with an air of finality. Reluctantly he took it from her. No woman would ever wear it, he vowed. He would love no other woman.
“Be happy, Kathy,” he said with unexpected intensity. “You’re a very special lady.”
Chapter 5
A S FEBRUARY APPROACHED ITS end, Brian and his group grew apprehensive about transportation back to New York. Phil, too, reported that the magazine was encountering problems about his passage home. Kathy was touched when she inadvertently discovered that Phil had received reservations on a west-bound liner and was concealing this. He was uneasy about leaving her behind in Hamburg, she interpreted, when he knew their funds were running out.
Then Brian managed to cut through bureaucratic red tape to acquire reservations for the group but with only forty-eight hours’ notice before sailing.
“I won’t even be able to tell my folks I’m coming home,” Kathy told Phil while he helped her pack. He was apologetic about asking her to find a place in her luggage for batches of his film because his own was overstuffed, and it was impossible to buy luggage in Hamburg. Nor was there time to try to secure any using the barter system.
“I’ll just walk in on them,” said Kathy, her thoughts still with her family. She felt a rush of excitement at the prospect of seeing them all again. She had never been away so long.
“I cabled my folks,” Phil said casually. They grew up in such different worlds, Kathy thought again. “Would you like me to send a cable to your family?”
“No,” she said quickly and laughed. “They’d be terrified before they opened it and saw it wasn’t some awful message—like I’d died or was badly hurt.”
“We’re traveling like cattle,” he warned. “The next time we cross the Atlantic it’ll be on the likes of the Normandie or the Queen Elizabeth.”
Kathy started at the light knock on the open door, and turned to face David.
“Kathy, I thought you’d like to know,” he said with a shy smile. “I heard from my uncle in New York. Phil’s father—”
“What’s up?” Phil demanded, one eyebrow lifted in curiosity. “I had your father run an ad in the Daily News to try to locate somebody in the Bronx. A cousin to a teenager Kathy and I were working with.”
“Are you kidding?” Phil clucked in skepticism. “People read the three front pages, the sporting news, and the columnists. Who’s going to notice a personals ad?”
“Heidi’s cousin did,” David shot back, his face triumphant. He turned to Kathy. “The cousin’s been in touch with the relief agencies. She and her husband want to bring Heidi to live with them.”
“Oh, David, how wonderful!” She darted across the room and threw her
Later, when the others had gone off to bed, David sat alone in the living room. When had he lost out with Kathy? When Phil arrived, he taunted himself. But then Phil always had that way of moving in and taking any girl that appeared interested in him. It was a weird kind of competition, but it had never disturbed him until now.
“David—”
He glanced up with a start as Kathy came into the night-cold room. She wore a maroon flannel robe over her pajamas.
“I thought you’d be fast asleep by now after a weekend in Paris.” He managed a light chuckle.
“I can’t believe you’re not going back with us.”
“I’d been thinking about it for weeks,” he lied. “I can be useful to those who’re trying to pick up their lives again in Berlin.”
“Everything will be hectic from now on,” Kathy said slowly. She was reaching for something beneath the lapel of her robe. “Let me give you this back before I forget about it.” She unpinned the bow-shaped brooch, closed the pin again, and handed it to him.
“Keep it,” he said, almost brusque. “As a souvenir of our time in Germany.”
“David, I can’t do that,” she said. “It’s too important to you. A piece of home, you said—”
She held out the brooch with an air of finality. Reluctantly he took it from her. No woman would ever wear it, he vowed. He would love no other woman.
“Be happy, Kathy,” he said with unexpected intensity. “You’re a very special lady.”
Chapter 5
A S FEBRUARY APPROACHED ITS end, Brian and his group grew apprehensive about transportation back to New York. Phil, too, reported that the magazine was encountering problems about his passage home. Kathy was touched when she inadvertently discovered that Phil had received reservations on a west-bound liner and was concealing this. He was uneasy about leaving her behind in Hamburg, she interpreted, when he knew their funds were running out.
Then Brian managed to cut through bureaucratic red tape to acquire reservations for the group but with only forty-eight hours’ notice before sailing.
“I won’t even be able to tell my folks I’m coming home,” Kathy told Phil while he helped her pack. He was apologetic about asking her to find a place in her luggage for batches of his film because his own was overstuffed, and it was impossible to buy luggage in Hamburg. Nor was there time to try to secure any using the barter system.
“I’ll just walk in on them,” said Kathy, her thoughts still with her family. She felt a rush of excitement at the prospect of seeing them all again. She had never been away so long.
“I cabled my folks,” Phil said casually. They grew up in such different worlds, Kathy thought again. “Would you like me to send a cable to your family?”
“No,” she said quickly and laughed. “They’d be terrified before they opened it and saw it wasn’t some awful message—like I’d died or was badly hurt.”
“We’re traveling like cattle,” he warned. “The next time we cross the Atlantic it’ll be on the likes of the Normandie or the Queen Elizabeth.”
Kathy started at the light knock on the open door, and turned to face David.
“Kathy, I thought you’d like to know,” he said with a shy smile. “I heard from my uncle in New York. Phil’s father—”
“What’s up?” Phil demanded, one eyebrow lifted in curiosity. “I had your father run an ad in the Daily News to try to locate somebody in the Bronx. A cousin to a teenager Kathy and I were working with.”
“Are you kidding?” Phil clucked in skepticism. “People read the three front pages, the sporting news, and the columnists. Who’s going to notice a personals ad?”
“Heidi’s cousin did,” David shot back, his face triumphant. He turned to Kathy. “The cousin’s been in touch with the relief agencies. She and her husband want to bring Heidi to live with them.”
“Oh, David, how wonderful!” She darted across the room and threw her
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