Letters from Ernestine K.
Stefan Dolfen (Photographer)
A miracle has happened. Walter was here. You know, my brother. We haven't seen each other for 44 years. I recognised him straight away, even though he's grown old. At first he didn't know what to say. Nor did I. But I soon thought of something. We went into town for coffee. And I had to choose my own cake. I knew which one I wanted. We began to swap stories about the old days when we were children. I'd thought I'd forgotten them. Later on I showed him my room and said to the others: "This is Walter, my brother." They all shared in my joy. He even stayed for dinner, although he didn't really have the time. The others persuaded him. He couldn't do anything else. Now they too know my brother Walter. He wants to come again. Do you think he will? Yours, Ernestine
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