Final Curtain: An Edna Ferber Mystery (Edna Ferber Mysteries)
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Tonight in Yorkville the German-American Bund was marching.
Juden.
Tanks plodded through the stark fields of France.
A catastrophic war was coming, unavoidable. My body ached with the horror of it. But my mind kept circling back to the murders in Maplewood. Annika’s woeful face haunted me as she was led away: the devout believer, the humble follower, betrayed. The faces of Evan Street and Gus Schnelling came to me. So, finally, justice prevailed. The failed Nazi and the amoral gigolo. The soulless and the cruel. Yet perhaps a moment of grace for the two young lovers and the hopeful father. A sweet ending, there. But a story of a woman who strutted her moment on a stage and then was seen there no more. Justice won, though horribly. The price of freedom. America covers us all, and safeguards. Wrongs righted. An American story.
That story would have to save the world now.
A light rain began to fall. I sat on the terrace. The breezes picked up. Somewhere an owl hooted, and the trees shivered under the rush of rain. I looked up at the wet dark sky and felt a wave of peace move through me. But I waited, my eyes moist, for the world to fall apart.
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