The Gypsy and the Rabbi’s Wife
In the camp, after night roll call, all the women huddled with the children. It didn’t matter if the children were theirs or not. There were no orphans in the women’s barracks today. No one was talking, and even the babies made no noise. Since the Germans wasted no electricity inside the buildings, it was dark, the only light leaking in from the few perimeter lights and the occasional passing of the search lights from the two guard towers by the front gate.