"I should really get in the shower and get to bed."She sat up straight, and I did the same. Mom leaned in, and our lips met. As she was pulling away, ...he said, "Thank you, honey." For what?"I noticed her cheeks growing a little red as she answered, "For keeping me company. Goodnight."The days passed by. I remember that it felt a little like when I was a kid, anticipating Christmas and feeling like it would never come. Every day seemed to drag on and on, right up until the moment when Mom came. Free rein from Herr Hitler assured no complaints from his staff.Eventually, the handwriting on the wall said, "The Third Reich has failed. Get out while you can."In 1943, confiscated wealth and loyal underlings transferred Jason from Germany by U-Boat to the coast off Rye, New Hampshire. Rubber boat transport to the shore and an 'unlucky' encounter with a depth charge meant no witnesses.Previously placed Nazi spies had secretly purchased the house before the war and outfitted the cellar lab.. The heel was four inches long with a decorative bowon the outer side of each boot. His eyes sparkled as he looked down intothe box. They were perfect! But did they fit him?He took them out of the box and placed the sole of the boot against hisfoot. They fit! But they were slightly smaller. He began to smile onceagain. Not only had he found a pair cute of high heeled boots that fithim but they also complimented the rest of his outfit perfectly.He remembered his aunt had bought them for his. Even while they held her tightly, Rick grabbed a cloth out of his utility belt and wrapped and tied it around her mouth, effectively gagging her, while Bert took ropes from his utility belt and quickly tied one of her hands to an arm of the settee, as well as moving one of her legs up and tying it. They left one of her arms and legs free. Although she was only half-tied, she was effectively bound enough so she couldn't break free.Rick sat down on the settee, pulling her up onto his lap.Bert.