13 March 1938
She walked in. The door dented the wall, her eyebrows flew high and Madeleine, the post office worker, stared hopefully at her mother. She stood waiting, while the door slowly shut. "No," her mother said. Madeleine carefully dropped her briefcase and sighed.
"Oh great!" she said, standing hopelessly. She looked around as if there was someone to support her, but she only saw her mother sitting down with her hand to her head, listening to the radio while her father was eating, just staring into thin air. Madeleine walked to her bedroom. "I had to deliver mail to Francois today."
"Why?" her mother turned her head around sharply to listen to Madeleine.
"I don't know! I don't look in others' mail!" she replied.
"Do you know who it was from?" her dad questioned as he butted into the conversation.
"No. The writing looks like Hermann's. After all, he does like bragging about Germany's crap plans for the future."
"Crap? Well excuse me if I'm a psycho but their plans seem to be going down damn well with the public. And they seem to be achieving them too." his eyebrows raised.
Madeline decided to start interrogating her mum to find out more about what Hitler did to get Austria to join Hitler and his campaign. "So what were the votes like?"
"Stupid, fake," her mum replied.
"Prende la tête! How can a vote be fake?"
"He rigged it." her dad replied, still just staring into thin air.
Madeleine turned to her mum, and looked at her with confusion. "Who did?"
"Hitler, and he's apparently he got 99% of votes to get Austria to join Germany. Why can't Neville Chamberlin just butt in and stop that Nazi scumbag from doing all this stuff? Poor old England are run by that dumb old man- and he's scared of Germany! Scared!" Madeleine's mother took a deep breathe to calm down. Madeline could tell she was in a bad mood.
"He's not scared- he just wants peace. Peace..." Madeleine's dad looked up as if he were imagining something beautiful. But he shortly snapped out of it. "But let's be honest, peace is not going to last."