Dear diary, January 12, 1943


I dont know why today is such a strange day. Its kind of warming up, but it's freezing cold. My darling husband bought me a new cloak to show off to the officers of the Nazi party. I heard that the strange president of the United States feels it necesary to meet with Stalin after all he has done. He has responded to the president saying that he thought it best that he stayed in his home so he could direct the Russian campaign. I've tryed to sneak into meetings with other rulers to be able to hear and to understand what all is happening. Apperently there are people blowing up submarines in Africa. Im not quite sure, but all of a sudden i heard yelling between the ruler and hitler. It was very strange but my husband came rushing out of the room yelling for me. He grabbed me and said "Maria how much did you hear!? Was Haben Sie Gehört?!" I looked into his eyes filled with furry. I didnt know what to do. I was shaking and terrifyed. I told him that i didnt hear anything and that i was sorry. He put my arm down and said "Maria if you did hear anything tell me now. I love you and i cant stand to see you be hurt." All i could do was cry. I said " I swear i didnt hear anything. I love you too my dearest husband." But the time has come to say good night and be with my husband. I will write again when i can. Good night and sweet dreams.

Love always,
Maria.

11:34 p.m