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Erich Hersch knew I was there. He locked eyes with me as soon as he stepped onto the platform. Maybe he saw me..

Jim The week after the assembly was a whirlwind. I barely saw Hersch. I..

Herschel’s Log December 10, 1943 Peter and I met with the council of elders today, to ask formal per..

Erich No one showed up. I probably should have expected as much. I really did want to help. The fighters certa..

Gabe Once I kissed Erich, I forgot everything else. I forgot that I had punched him, that I told him about how Le..

Jim “The case, Pan Banhart.” “Sorry, what?” I was still unaccustomed to Dr. Kaminsk..

Erich I stood over Gerhardt Fuhrmann as he clutched his dislocated jaw. “Come on!” I roared in Ger..

Gabe For a few days after I kissed and fought with Erich, I kept to myself. Like always, I thought anyone who ..

Jim I was in Dr. Kaminski’s house when Bartie came running. The doctor had called me over in the morning, ..

December 17, 1943 It’s been two days since Peter shot a Nazi named Philipp Hochberg. Things have started to cal..