My name is Inge. I am sixteen. I live in Munich.
Food is rationed, though the war ended years ago.
My boyfriend is Jewish. My parents would not approve, so I hide this from them.
I think they are hiding something from me, too. Letters arrive on my birthday, but they are not addressed to me.
They are for a girl named Kasia. This is her story.
Exploring the secretive and disturbing legacy of the Nazi’s Lebensborn programme, under which Polish children were stolen from their families to be brought up in the Aryan ideal, it’s an emotive, powerful story with a strong element of mystery that makes it a compelling read.