Path of Grass Excerpt
“Nikolaus, please don’t leave—don’t go away now,” Margaret cried, wrapping her arms around him. “Margie, it is for our country, it is for Germany, it is for the Fatherland. Otherwise, they will come and take our land. They will take away everything we know.” “But I want you with me; I will be left alone,” she pleaded. “Kneel down,” he said. “Feel this,” he put his hands on the earth. “This is our land, this is ours. If we let the British and the Russians and the Americans win, this will be gone. Be brave, Margie, for our country, for…