Today was unlike any other Nantucket morning. Mr. von Strastler was sitting on the porch, reading the mail. Mrs. von Strastler was making some sort of breakfast for the family. Like every other morning Kristoff was down at the ocean, of course. Rudolf was just in the yard. He was the most modest of the whole family it seemed. He was just reading a book on an old garden swing in the backyard. Then there was Marlene. Since it was only six thirty or so, she was still sleeping. Before she came to the twenties she'd often sleep till noon, or later!

Mr. von Strastler walked around the back of the house towards Rudolf. He was holding a letter and an envelope fitted with his not-out-of-the- ordinary stern face. "Rudolf, you know you've got to get a job now. You're 19. You can handle a job. Why, when I was Kristoff's age-"

"I already had a job, supported my parents, and was the head of the household. I know, I know. How many times have you told me this? Also, how many times have I tried to get a job but Heaven forbid you thought I was too good for average American jobs!" Rudolf knew the whole story. His father had started working at the printing press that belonged to his mother's brother when he was only 7. Kristoff was 10. In three years his father became a manager and brought in most of the income for the household.

"Here, read it." Mr. von Strastler threw the letter and envelope at Rudolf. "Figure it out for youself."

Rudolf grabbed the letter and envelope off of the ground in front of him. He opened the letter and began reading. He read it in German, but his mind comprehended it in English.

"Dear Mr. von Strastler,

I regret to inform you that your printing press in Munich is failing horribly. There are only two workers left here including myself. I highly recommend getting this place back into shape. The asbestos is falling off the water pipes that do not even work after last winter's extreme cold, and your old machines are starting to fall apart. We're they original to the place? This building that was built in the 1850's. Within two weeks you better have this fixed because if not that means that you shall have zero workers. Good luck.

Edmund Müller"

Rudolf read it twice. "I knew it," muttered Rudolf under his breath. He was going to end up in Munich. "I hope that Marlene likes Germany," he thought seeing as he had no plans of leaving her here in the States with his snobby parents and annoying younger brother in a time unknown to her on an island. He decided he'd go wake up Marlene and then he'd bring up this matter at breakfast.

"Marlene," he whispered. "Marlene, it's time to wake up." He gave her a slight nudge on the shoulder.

Eventually, Marlene yawned and opened her eyes a little. "Good morning," was the only audible part of what she was trying to say.

"Mother is making some pancakes! I thought I'd wake you up so that you could have some good breakfast. There's also some interesting gossip going around."

Marlene gave a tired nod. "I'll be down in five minutes... ten minutes."

Rudolf smirked. She was adorable! "See you then!" He left and went down to the kitchen. "Mother, why is it that you don't care whether or not Kristoff eats breakfast with the family or not?"

"Because, he's a loner. He usually shares breakfast with the butlers and maids before he leaves for the ocean. He likes it there. What can I say? I'm not going to be a control freak about everything."

Within twenty minutes everyone was gathered around the breakfast table. Rudolf knew that he had to say something. He wasn't just going to up and leave.

"So, father, I understand that you're wishing to send me out to Munich so I can run your printing press."

Marlene's eyes widened. She didn't understand! All this going back into the twenties, struggling with fiancees, and the risk of it all. It just didn't make sense to her anymore.

"Well, yes, I do want you to go back to Munich and run the printing press."

"Listen. I don't even know how a printing machine works!"

"Nobody does at first, however you'll learn when you're fixing it." His father gave a demonic smirk. "Besides, you're the one who loves Munich so much, isn't that so?"

"Well, I do love Germany, yes. However, if I'm forced to go to Germany, then I'm taking Marlene with me if she's willing to move to Germany." He looked back and forth from his father back to Marlene a few times.

"If she wants to move with you, she can. It's her life, her decision." His father just shrugged. He didn't really care about other people too much.

Marlene nodded at Rudolf before he could ask her. "I'll go to Germany with you!" She was excited about it! She's always wanted to go to Germany since she was around 12. It was a dream come true. Especially to go to Germany at a time like this. She knew what was in the future. However, hopefully they'd be back in America before the war. Still, the fact she was visiting Germany was wonderful!

"You really do want to go to Germany with me?" Questioned Rudolf.

"Yes! I've always wanted to go to Germany!" she exclaimed.

"It's settled then. You and Marlene shall depart for Germany the day after tomorrow. That's when your ship leaves."