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The Rosen's finally arrived in Malmo, and when they did, their friends, the Andersons took them to their house on a farm. It was fun for the Rosen's to work on the farm. On the farm, they milked and fed cows. The Rosen's also collected chickens' eggs. They had to sheer the sheep, so the Rosen's helped because the Anderson's were kind enough to take them in. Every morning the Rosen's read the Malmo Gazette. Two years later, when Mrs. Rosen's was grocery shopping, she over heard some men saying that the war was over. After Mrs. Rosen got all of her groceries, she purchased a Malmo Gazette. It was true. The war really was over. "We should go back to Copenhagen," said Mrs. Rosen. "Why are we going back to Copenhagen?" asked Mr. Rosen. "Because the war is over," said Mrs. Rosen. "I will contact the Johansens' by telegraph." That was the first conversation they had the next morning over breakfast. After breakfast, the Rosens packed their clothes. They planned to leave in a week or so. The Johansens' got the message the next day. Two long weeks later, the Rosens finished packing. "I'm going to get some food for the journey to Gilleje," said Mrs. Rosen to Mr. Rosen. "Bye!" Mr. Rosen and Ellen said in sequence. On the way into town, Mrs. Rosen asks a man when he is leaving. "Excuse me sir," Mrs. Rosen asks. "When are you leaving?" The man in overalls replies, "I am leaving in the next few days. Why do you ask?" My family and I are planning to go back to Gilleje," Mrs. Rosen states. "I was wondering if you wouldn't mind taking us there?" "I wouldn't mind taking you there," the man in overalls replies. "My name is Olof Holms and my boat's name is Laila which means "night"." "Nice to meet you," Mrs. Rosen said. "My name is Mrs. Rosen." "Nice to meet you," Olof said. "I will get you some food for the voyage across the Kattegat," Mrs. Rosen stated. "If that is all right with you?" "That would be fine," said the man who was smiling at Mrs. Rosen. "Would you mind if I come over tomorrow to talk over the plans?" asked Mrs. Rosen. "That would be fine," replied the man who was still smiling at Mrs. Rosen. The next morning, Mrs. Rosen went to Mr. Holms and they talked over the plans. A slow long day went by and Mr. Holms and Mrs. Rosen agreed they would leave the next day. All night, the Rosens packed all the food for themselves. The next morning, the Rosens thanked the Andersons for letting them stay there. Mr. Holms left with the Rosens at about noon that day. For the next two nights, the Rosens talked about what they were going to do when they got back to Copenhagen. "Gilleje is just ahead!" exclaimed Mr. Holms. "Mother, did you hear Mr. Holms?" asked Ellen. "Yes I did Ellen," replied Mrs. Rosen. "Finally, we are back in Gilleje," Mr. Rosen said. "We have arrived to your destination," Mr. Holms said coming ashore to Gilleje. "We thank you for your kindness of bringing us back here," said Mr. Rosen shaking hands with Mr. Holms. "Bye!" said the Rosens in sequence as they walked away. "I can't wait to see Annemarie again!" Ellen exclaimed on the train ride. The train had a name and its name is The Bulldog. "Settle down Ellen," Mrs. Rosen. "You are making people stare at us." "But I'm just so excited!" shouted Ellen. "Ellen! Stop shouting!" exclaimed Mrs. Rosen as she was getting angry with Ellen. "Copenhagen! Next stop!" shouted the man directing people where to sit. "Mama, we are almost there!" exclaimed Ellen, realizing that she wasn't supposed to yell. "I heard him Ellen," replied Mrs. Rosen. "There is the sign that we are now in Copenhagen," said Mr. Rosen. "Screech," went the wheels on the train as they stopped. "Ellen! Slow down!" shouted Mrs. Rosen as Ellen stood up to run out of the train. "Ah. The smell of Copenhagen," Mr. Rosen said. "That's just fish you smell," said Ellen as a truck of fish drove past. "I see our apartment!" "I do to," Mr. Rosen said as he was looking up at the apartment buildings. "Ellen!" Annemarie shouted as they were coming up the stairs. "Annemarie!" shouted Ellen as she ran up to Annemarie. "Let me go put my things away and then we can talk," Mrs. Rosen said to Mrs. Johansen. "Why don't I come help you?" asked Mrs. Johansen. Mrs. Rosen and Mrs. Johansen talked only for an hour and then Mrs. Johansen started making food. "Is it lunch time for you?" asked Mrs. Rosen. "No. I am making a celebration feast," Mrs. Johansen said. "What are you making it for?" questioned Mrs. Rosen. "For the returning of your family," said Mrs. Johansen. "Ellen, come here," said Annemarie. "What?" asked Ellen. "I have to give you something," said Annemarie walking towards her bedroom. "What are you giving me?" Ellen asked. "Your Star of David," Annemarie said giving it to her. "My father fixed it." "Thank you, Annemarie," Ellen said as she gave Annemarie a hug. A few hours passed and the apartment began to fill with wonderful smells. "Annemarie! Ellen! The food is done!" yelled Mr. Johansen. "This is really good," Mrs. Rosen said taking some food and putting it into her mouth. "Thank you, for everything you have done for us." "Where is Kirsti?" asked Ellen. "Boo!" Kirsti shouted as she jumped out from behind the couch.