Stranger on the Home Front: A Story of Indian Immigrants and World War I

Stranger on the Home Front: A Story of Indian Immigrants and World War I — page 9
but none of them was Father Maybe he’d gone outside She slipped out onto the second-floor landing and heard voices Peering over the railing she saw a small group of men talking below her They stood to the side of the first-floor entrance almost concealed by one of the outside staircases She could see the tops of their heads from above and the large turbans most wore Father was among them A gust of cold autumn air made her shiver and she wondered why they didn’t come in The British have been on the lookout for the last few years and the Annie Larsen getting caught with arms aboard didn’t help one of the men was saying