Dear Rosalina

I remember his strong arms around me when we cuddled. I remember our secret kisses in the dark. And I remember his face when the Nazis pulled him away from me.

After 10 years of asking, Nico di Angelo tells his granddaughter, Rosalina everything. From his father being thrown in jail, his mother dying from a gunshot wound, and his sister being sent to a concentration camp. To the boy who hid him for years. The German boy with blue eyes and blonde hair.