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Chapters (45)
  1. Cover
  2. The Brave Daughters
  3. Dedication page
  4. Family Tree
  5. PART ONE
  6. CHAPTER ONE
  7. CHAPTER TWO
  8. CHAPTER THREE
  9. PART TWO
  10. CHAPTER FOUR
  11. CHAPTER FIVE
  12. CHAPTER SIX
  13. PART THREE
  14. CHAPTER SEVEN
  15. CHAPTER EIGHT
  16. CHAPTER NINE
  17. CHAPTER TEN
  18. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  19. CHAPTER TWELVE
  20. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  21. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  22. PART FOUR
  23. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  24. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  25. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  26. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  27. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  30. PART FIVE
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  32. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  33. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
  34. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  35. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  36. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
  37. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
  38. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
  39. EPILOGUE
  40. CHAPTER THIRTY
  41. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
  42. Letter to Readers
  43. Acknowledgements
  44. The Brave Daughters
  45. By Mary Wood

‘It is best that I don’t tell you.’ Marjie smiled at Marianne to soften having to say this. She liked her and thought that if they had met in another lifetime, they could have been friends. ‘But please don’t worry. Not long ago a whole trainload of Jewish people were rescued. That mission was far more dangerous. The children will be in Avignon in a week, I promise.’

‘That is good. Thank you, Marjie. And I understand – I shouldn’t have asked. I know they will be safe in your hands.’ At this, Marianne kissed Marjie’s cheeks and looked deep into her eyes. ‘You are all so brave.’

Brave? Margie didn’t feel brave. She just hoped their mission to rescue the children worked.

As she waited for everything to fall into place, she went through the plan in her head. A truck that disposed of waste was to call for them in an hour. The priest would direct the driver and his mate to pick up a couple of deliberately stained and torn mattresses from around the back of the church. She would then guide the children to walk behind the mattresses, out of sight from any prying eyes, and help them into the truck, where there would be blankets for her and the children to lie on. The mattresses and a few cardboard boxes would be placed over them.

This part worried Marjie, since they would have to remain like that for three hours, as the truck took them near to Valence. The first safe house was just a mile across fields from where they would be dropped off. Then tomorrow they were set to start a cross-country trek.

She was comforted by the thought that many of the local members of the Resistance would be in hiding, guarding them along the way, and that André would be with her once she reached Valence. He would be able to reassure the children, as he had been training to be a teacher before he was directed to go on Germany’s forced-labour programme, from which he absconded and joined the Resistance.

Marjie sighed. She had tried to sound confident that they would save the children, but she knew the plan was precarious, especially with a sick child to care for.