Bronka told me that there were other Jews who had survived. She convinced me that I had to return to Judaism, to honour the memory of my mother. I couldn't tell Helena that I was leaving. She would not have let me go. The next morning Bronka and I went for a walk and did not return. It is so strange to think of it, two little girls finding their way through Europe, alone with no papers and no money. Yet we did it and managed to catch up with Dr. Kotarba and the other children who were already in Prague. I wrote to Helena right away and continued to write to her for years afterwards.