Dolly's War : A Memoir from the Home Front
(Reklamlänk)
On a narrow wooden armchair-bed was lying our hostess. Her nightdress was up round her neck. The organist, on his knees, in the nude, was deep in prayer, his face bent in reverence over his bride's prostrate form. Ever so slowly the organist raised his horrified eyes to ours. My sister, extremely s
