Marta’s father has been held in an internment camp since the
Marta: And he’ll be home again next Sunday, they said. Eve: You must be ecstatic. Marta: I don’t understand. They lock him up for all these years. Like he was a master spy. He’s sixty years old! Now they turn him loose. There’s still a war on. He still gives tobacco to the German POWs/ He hasn’t lost his accent. Or his opinions. But they send him home. They don’t give any reasons.
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Eve: He wouldn’t hurt you, would he? After he comes back? Marta: No, I don’t think so.
Citation: John Murrell, Waiting for the Parade, Talonbooks, 1980, pp. 82-84.
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