The Girl Under the Flag - Part 1: Large Print Edition (Women of War and Courage - Large Print)

The Girl Under the Flag - Part 1: Large Print Edition (Women of War and Courage - Large Print)

Monique would do anything to live. Running for her life from the Nazis, Monique, a seventeen-year-old Jewish girl, escapes through the streets of Paris, searching for a place to hide. In a dark basement deep within the city, Philip, a man of the Resistance, offers her a deal in order to save her life by changing her identity. In return, she needs to provide information about the Germans by becoming acquainted with them. Torn between her feelings for Philip and her fear of Herr Ernest, a German officer who shows special interest in her, Monique steps deeper and deeper into the jaws of the Nazi beast. But with every day that passes, she knows that it is only a matter of time before she makes a mistake and becomes discovered by the Germans - the price for that being her life. Through her own eyes, Monique tells of her efforts to survive within occupied Paris, torn between the cafés bustling with people and the poor citizens endlessly waiting in lines, food-ration stubs in hand. But above all, this is a story about a girl who has to fight for her freedom during those dark and dreadful days, fervently refusing to give up, while the German soldiers march through the streets of Paris, stomping the ground with their hobnailed boots. This book is Part 1 of 2 Books "Once I got into this book, I couldn't out it down. Great storyline and very suspenseful in parts. If you are a WWII Historical Fiction fan, I highly suggest it" - Net Galley Reviews ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ "Fast paced and packed with tension, I found myself holding my breath as I read this one. I was fully engaged with the storyline, and found it impossible to put down. " - Net Galley Reviews ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ "This is a must read for anyone who likes WW11 novels"- Net Galley Reviews ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ "This novel about a 17 year old Jewish girl who escapes deportation and eventually joins the French resistance is well researched and interesting. The protagonist's harrowing infiltration of the German high command by sleeping with the enemy was well described. The writing flowed effortlessly along with suspenseful yet believable occurrences. I have read other books about the French resistance in Paris and this was one of the better ones. The lives of the so-called horizontal collaborators ( mistresses of the German officers) was well detailed. The novel was so suspenseful that I read it in one sitting." - BookSiren Reviews ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ "This is a fine beginning for Alex Amit's new series that underlines the importance of the strength of women in WW II" - Amazon Hall of Fame Top 50 Reviewer ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. Paris, Fourth arrondissement, July 16, 1942, 6 am. "According to our records, there is a missing person here. A girl, Monique, seventeen years old." I cling as close as I can to the wall, feeling the roughness of the bricks through my thin nightgown. It seems to me that the cracks in the wall are slitting and injuring my back, but I keep myself quiet. My palms cover my mouth so I do not cry out in fear, and my eyes are wide open in panic, but it does not matter, I cannot see anything in the dark. "I sent her early to go stand in line for flour and oil at the grocery store on Capone street," I hear my mother's voice answering the stranger through the small wooden door that hides me. Only a few minutes, or maybe more, have passed since the loud knocks on our apartment door and the shouting: "Police, open the door!" I ran barefoot down the hall, watching Dad come out of their bedroom walking slowly, wearing his brown robe, and giving me a soothing look.  "Quick, take Jacob," Mom shook me from my standing in the hall, holding my hand tightly and whispering for me to take him and hide. "What about the boy, Jacob, eight years old?" There is another foreign voice, as if passing by and reading from a pre-made list, and I cling even more to the small place. "He's in the other room with his Dad, they are packing the suitcase, tell them to speed up." He wouldn't come with me. I rub my arm where mom held me and feel a tear running down my cheek. He'd clung to her tightly, refusing to leave her, and began crying as the knock on the door got stronger, until I had no choice but to run down the hall, leaving him hugging her leg while she tried to calm him down. The noise of the opened door and the voices of the men at the entrance echoed in my ears as I entered the pantry, bending down and crawling into the corner of my childhood hiding place, carefully closing the wooden board behind me and resting my head on my knees in the dark. My fingers are constantly rubbing my nightgown, I mustn't make any noise. "When will she return?" "After she's finished, I asked her to go to my sister in the second arrondissement, so she will only be back in the afternoon." "Do you believe her?" Why us? Get out of here, go get another family, not us, you can go to the Jacques family, they live in the building next door, number 41, third floor, why did you choose to take u