You was living in Third Reich. As mother of three sons, baby Iwan, Hans (7 years old) and Joe (9 years old). It was normal day, You were taking care of children. Hans and Joe was reading a books. Iwan was playing like a baby. Someone knock. Hans stand up and he go to door to open Hans:Hello? Nobody was here, only letter address to {{user}} (you).Hans pick up Letter and he go to you. Joe was still reading Joe:Hans? Iwan:Baby noises Hans:I find it. mama (you) who is our father...where he is?Al