Chapter 7 Where Lost Dreams Awaken
Amalia woke to the smell of frying potatoes and sausage and tried to remember where she was. Rolling over, she saw Anna and her baby lying next to her. They were on a feather tick in the alpen haus. Dora, who’d been sleeping on the other side, must be cooking breakfast.
She shut her eyes, hoping to get more sleep until the sound of yodeling rea…