n glow on the plush cream-colored carpet. Caroline Alexander sat on the edge of

er cheek from last night's enc

her stomach churn with disgust. Carefully, she applied a layer of foundation over the imprint,

breath, setting

ded to

caging her in like a prisoner. If she stayed h

and draped it over her shoulder. Without thinking

aids scurried about, preparing for the day. The scent of fresh-baked bread filled

. Just as she stepped outside, one of Hitler's drivers, a middle-aged man name

Are you going somewher

ced a small smile. "No, I ju

ortably. "Ma'am, it i

be out for long. Before he gets

adable. Then, after a moment, he no

k black Bentley. With a deep breath, she turned on the ignition and

eets, their golden leaves swaying gently in the breeze. Caroline k

issed being outside, away from the

ot and turned off the engine. She stepped out, stretc

he air. Parents sat on benches, watching them with fond smiles. Co

ply, closing her eye

supposed to feel like

walking, letting her gaze roam over the

ness settled

my marriage

e-or at least, she thought so. But somewhere along

idn't notice the figur

ed into

ly, her hands flyin

m so so

, and her wor

an ol

ace was expressionless, but her eyes-there was something unsettling about t

warning, the

, raspy voic

sun will fall, but the wind will c

ine b

but the ocean never

furrowed.

man's smil

ll know pain. But what is rightf

h opened, but n

anything, the woman t

stood the

, but they made no sense. They sounded lik

slow breath, s

full of cr

the park, her thoughts drifting. She wasn't sure why,

n her mind, ref

thoughts as she turned ba

's seat, she checked th

til Hitler

ped slightly a

eality waiting for her. But it was still there-lu

y breath, gripping

ttle while, she ha

rk, she turned the ignition an

w was that the wheels of fat

verything w