Trouble in Paradise
“It was a gigantic room and the entire space was filled with desks and tables and chairs, and it seemed each spot was occupied, in almost all cases by a woman. Everyone was working so intently that no one even looked up. We walked around the room and I looked down at the tables as we passed. There were letters on each desk and they were being closely examined. Some of the women were using gigantic magnifying glasses.
“The most significant letters and parcels found in the mail are brought to this room,” Little Bill said.
“What makes one letter different from any of the others?” my father asked.
“Addresses are often the key. Certain addresses belong to known Nazi agents or sympathizers, and some general destinations are places of high enemy activity,” Little Bill said.
“Like Spain?” I asked.
“Yes … but how do you know that?” He looked at my mother.
“I would never tell him or anybody that,” she said.
“I just know,” I said. “It was in one of those newsreels that they show at the movies.
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