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Show After considerable pressure, Aunt E l s a r e i e n t e d and moved from her apartment above the school/meeting house into the new fourplex. As soon as I saw her sweet, g i r l i s h face, her long brown hair - untouched by grey although she was nearing f i f t y - s t i ll and c/a$tzr~e.JL combed in ringlets cirnwn in n hnfr at the nape of her neck, I began to feel at home on the strange grounds. We embraced. " I t ' s been so long, Aunt She nodded and when she drew back to look at me, her eyes filled with t e a r s . "When I look at you I can't help but think of my little Marie. I guess I ' v e taken a special i n t e r e s t in watching you grow up, knowing she'd be about your s i z e ." I nodded, blinking quickly. I f e l t myself to be an.. unworthy e* r e p r e s e n t a t i v e for l i t t l e Marie A too pure to stay in 679 a world of fear and l i e s. Elsa Aunt - led us through her apartment. "These rooms are g i g a n t i c ! " I exclaimed, glacing at the high ceilings. "Big enough to put up a family the size of yours," my father said. in "You expecting all your married children to moveAon you, Daddy?" I teased. "In the last days, the streets of Zion will run with blood," AuntEASareminded. "We'll have to stick together to survive." "You really think it's that close?" I asked, looking from ta"t ^Sato my father. He nodded perfunctorily. "We're in the judgements now. Ih* Jews have returned to Zion. Earthquakes and wars erupt all 0v<*the world. These are the signs of the times." He quoted list's words about the ripening fig tree. |