or whether it would go to the gas ovens or to a genuine rest camp.
The chief doctor, who had taken a liking to me, told me furtively one evening at a quarter to ten,
“I have made it known in the orderly room that you can still have your name crossed off the list; you may do so up till ten o’clock.”
I told him that this was not my way; that I had learned to let fate take its course.
“I might as well stay with my friends,” I said. There was a look of pity in his eyes, as if he knew...
He shook my hand silently, as though it were a farewell, not for life, but from life. Slowly I walked back to my hut.
There I found a good friend waiting for me. “You really want to go with them?” he asked sadly. “Yes, I am going.”
Tears came to his eyes and I tried to comfort him. Then there was something else to do—to make my will:
“Listen, Otto, if I don’t get back home to my wife,”
“and if you should see her again, then tell her that I talked of her daily, hourly. You remember. Secondly, I have loved her more than anyone.”
“Thirdly, the short time I have been married to her outweighs everything, even all we have gone through here.”
Otto, where are you now? Are you alive? What has happened to you since our last hour together?
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