Chapter 1 March 23rd 1937. Austria. My foot pauses on the pedal when I hear the rumble of trucks pulling into the convent’s courtyard below. I glance down at the beige shirt held by the needle of my trusty Kohler sewing machine, then through the small window next to me. Adjusting the shirt to fitContinue reading “Sewing Resistance”
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Escape Into A Tale with Jan Foster - Author 