He had endangered his father’s business and there was no one else to blame. It was all his fault! “Simon, speak to me!” she urged quietly as she...knelt on the ground beside him. He was wracked with sobs and she held and comforted him. She put one arm around his shoulders and nuzzled his face with hers. “Simon, it’s okay,” she whispered, “Don’t worry. I didn’t realize you were so sensitive. I won’t tell anyone about you and Jennifer.” He stopped sobbing and looked at her fearfully. “Y—, you. It was the early fall of 1918. Unknown to London and Paris, Ludendorff and Hindenburg were telling the Kaiser that the war was surely lost. Wilhelm II refused to believe it at first but as the fall approached, it looked bad to him also.Shortages of food, munitions, fuel, and guns were plaguing the military. That was only the army. On the homefront there was widespread hunger, no coal reserves for the winter, and other goods and services to the people. Inflation was out of control. Not as bad as. .. well ... yes ... maybe ... I don't know, honey, there is something but I'm afraid to try to talk to you about it. I'm pretty sure that you won't like it and that you may get really angry with me." Mike paused and then looked down, not meeting her eyes and beginning to appear more agitated as each moment passed."Would you like a drink, maybe that will help you settle down and help you get whatever it is out and we can talk about it, what ever it is." Mike nodded his head "Yes, I think a drink. As I turned eighteen he gave up the beatings . Despite all the troubles I put my Parents through , my Mother never gave up on me . Somehow she tried to understand me . Never becoming too tired to soothe me with her consoling words . Unfortunately I had a lot of troubles to forge Friendships later on in school . So after a while I just gave in to my destiny and grew up to be a loner . Mama observed this all the time through . She knew that I hated my Father . Because I barely spoke to him or.