Into the Whirlwind
“Mollie folded her few belongings and set them in a crate. By noon today she would leave this church behind forever, just as most of the others had already done.The ruined church had once been a place of comfort to Mollie. It did not matter that it was dirty and uncomfortable and she nearly froze in the mornings. The people who had found shelter here had lingered for a good reason. Some of Mollie’s best memories had happened right here. Sitting on the steps in the evening to share memories and d...reams with other refugees who had been wiped out by the fire. Listening to the Germans in the nearby post office sing in the evening. There was something about a shared crisis that brought out the best in people. The warmth of the camaraderie she had found within these crumbling walls would be engraved on her soul until her dying day.But it hurt too much to stay. The temporary barracks built by the city had just opened their doors. The hastily put-up buildings were like giant boxes, made of unfinished pinewood boards and stocked with bunk beds and a small coal-fueled heater.MoreLess
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