Driftless
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They can hope the Germans don't requisition their harvest as they start the retreat East - providing they first don't get blown up if the battle moves through their farm....A village near Strasbourg, June 26, 1944
Anna Marie looked over the fence. She was exhausted from a hard day working in the field. Turnips and potatoes were growing well, and the wheat was getting closer to being ready to harvest. Her papa was walking down the lane. He, and many other men in the village had been conscripted for the past three days to start building defensive positions. He left before dawn, and today the sun was still up as he was coming home, sweaty, exhausted and hungry. Mamere would have a good meal ready for everyone. Farming was hard work, and the few "guest workers" realized that this was one of the better spots to be as they were not being starved to death. One had actually gained three kilograms in the past year after nearly being starved after being captured on the Eastern Front. Anna Marie turned and started to walk to the chicken coop where a few birds remained. She needed to grab the half dozen eggs needed for tomorrow's meals.