“I’d realized that I was the only one who could survive this. I wasn’t some fallen little doll. I’d always been down here at rock bottom.”
‘A huge, touching book, one that made me long for a happy end like never before.’– Olga Grjasnowa
“If you’d seen what I’ve seen…” Natascha Wodin heard this sentence many times in her early childhood, yet her mother took her memories with her to the grave. Natascha was ten years old when she died; all the little girl knew was that they were detritus, human debris left over from the war. Why had they lived in a camp for ‘Displaced Persons’? Where did her mother come from? What had she experienced?