'It's best at dawn, a cleaner light. Paintings made in twilight skew the colours too much,' Jozef said, but smiling, and mixing up the touches of gold for her hair or the bright red for her dress and the roses. Karolina said something in reply, something about writing in the early hours, 'Yes, clean is how I think of morning work too, the evening is for reading and editing …' That was probably too much, Alicia realised, but she liked to extend the sound of her sister's voice in her head.
Only the two daughters of a family of four survive the holocaust, and they too are torn apart. Prior to the war, the younger one was painted while her sister looked on. Miraculously, the painting survived and, although the sisters were not united, it brought their descendants together.