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Day 10: Plot Twist.
My older sister was my best friend. Unlike me in every way: strong, bold and full of common sense. She had a way about her that drew you in. As , she was fiercely protective over me and gave me just as much raising as my mama did.
We lost touch in the late 1930s, just before Denmark became German occupied. My parents and little brother stayed put in Herning, but 19 year old Bette ran away in the night after days of trying to convince us to flee. She wanted to do something, so she set out to be a nurse.
The last we heard of her, she’d been spotted in Maribo, Lolland, much too close to Germany lines during WWII.
Our reunion was something of fairytales, when she showed up on the porch one day, almost 7 years later. She was rail thin and haggard, but her blue eyes still sparkled as I remembered. •
She rarely spoke of our lost time, though we found out she had married a factory worker who had gone off to war and never returned. Widowed at 26 with a 4 year old son, Ivan.
Once the war was behind us, we lived quiet peaceful lives through the years, in separate cities but close enough to allow our to visit often. Bette remarried and had 2 more to my 5.
In 1989, Bette passed from a massive heart attack. I received a letter from Copenhagen two months later:
“I know you were Bette’s (my “Varinka”) best friend, her sister; you’re all she talked about. Being part of the Danish resistance wasn’t easy for her but she helped bring several collaborators and Nazis to their fate. She was my hero and the love of my life. I tried to hide her when she found out she was pregnant by an officer, but she bought a ring at the pawn shop and kept up her widow story. Kept running her underground messages until Ivan entered the world and even after. I’ve never loved anyone like I loved your sister and Ivan. I heard she married and I didn’t want to interfere after so many years, but she was everything to me. My partner in war and in life. I never would’ve survived the Resistance without her. Be proud of all she’s accomplished and love her always.” My world shifted as I pulled the letter to my chest, a hand covering my mouth.