\'She touched the photograph in its gilt frame that was always on her desk, of a young, thin woman with very short hair and a baby in her arms.
Barely able to breathe due to the press of bodies and exhausted from standing up for two days, she can think only of her longed-for reunion with her husband Michal, who was sent there six mo.
And it began in hell on earth.\' It is 1942 and Eva Adami has boarded a train to Auschwitz.
Theirs.
She had one last story to tell. \'She touched the photograph in its gilt frame that was always on her desk, of a young, thin woman with very short hair and a baby in her arms