Ihr Kriegskind ließ sie dort, als hätte sie es unterwegs verloren. So wie das andere, das kleine, das in den Windeln festgefroren war. Das sie in seinem Kinderwagen am Straßenrand gelassen hatte.

-Dörte Hansen

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