Chapter 26

“All Polish here back then,” he said. “I learn Romani art of healing with herbs and ways to make plants grow. I think I see too much pain to ever marry. But I am twenty-nine, and I meet beautiful woman who is botanist. I tell my family that I will marry her.” Nathan leaned his head toward Eleanor, who placed her chin on his shoulder. “They say, ‘She is Jewish. You no marry her’.”

Eleanor closed her eyes, and hugged Nathan closer. Nathan offered a small smile. “I tell them, ‘My father die alongside Jews. He die alongside Romani. He die alongside people forced to wear triangle patches of pink and brown and stars of yellow.’ I see Elea and I tell them, ‘This is my family’.” He lifted his chin to place a kiss on Eleanor’s cheek