When he ended, she took a deep breath."There is much, standing between us, Joerg. I shall try to be a good wife to you, if you will show some patience... It will not come easy to me, but the love and respect from your siblings shows me that you may not be the violent and cruel man I believed you to be." Hildburg, I did have this terrible temper, this rage that flared up, like a red mist before my eyes. It flared up a number of times, and it always scared me. It has become better, over the years,. You are too tired and need to get some sleep.”“Alright I will go up to the room! You are right I do need some sleep.”I got to the airport and picked out my suit case. It almost took three hours for me to get back to the hotel. It was twelve-thirty when I walked in, I could still hear the music from the band. I walked into the dining room where we had been setting. I recognized a couple that were setting close to us. I walked over, pulling my suitcase.I said to the lady, “Did you see my wife. ” I dribbled to a halt, my throat constricting.Ginnie stroked my hand. “Except?”“At the opera reception, do you remember a tall greying, man talking to me?”“Ummm – vaguely.”“That was Col’s father – Oberstleutnant Schmidt, second in command of the Leipzig Stasi office.” I fought a breath against the constriction in my chest. “Fräulein Hartmann introduced me to him, I think because of my interest in the Physics department of the University. He must have had me investigated and found Col and Mutti. “Kids are in bed. My parents are in their room watching TV. Time to get lucky. Fingers crossed.”She was wearing a leopard print chemise with black lace trim. It was sexy in a playful, wholesome kind of way. It was mom lingerie. “Will you think of me?” I asked.“Of course,” she responded. She sent another pic with her gown pulled to the side and her left breast exposed. She was lying in bed and waiting for her husband to come in.“How will I know?” “You’ll just have to trust me,” she.