Storm Warning

"But there's nothing wrong with the Nazi regime," argued Ann. It was true that somehow the atmosphere was changing around them in Germany that summer of 1938. Foreigners seemed less welcome, and an inordinate amount of war material was on the move, scarcely camouflaged now. Still, people seemed clean and tidy and prosperous. "You should know what's wrong after typing all my articles," Uncle Dick had replied. "Don't imagine Hitler a benefactor to the German people." Neither of them could know that within a few weeks Ann would be living with total strangers, in a house with a secret which was to involve her in a dangerous and desperate venture. Events were to teach her in no uncertain terms just what the Nazi regime meant to ordinary decent people, and that things could be wrong beyond all imagination. This is the story of what it was like before the storm broke.