Whilst being cruelly transferred from one camp to the next, I met a woman with her two brothers in Drancy.
Her name was Liliane. She was a beautiful woman. Despite all the horrors that I had seen, I was still a man and I had feelings for her.
Then, we were separated. I really wanted to find her, I thought about her so much.
Later, the camps were liberated and, as luck would have it,
I was able to see her again, this woman who had been one of my only sources of happiness during such hard years.
We got married.
