My father had never met Andrzej, yet that morning he sent for the boy he had forbidden me to see to come into our house. Not a word had been spoken to me about these arrangements. This was my father, and of course I was not consulted.
I was standing in the kitchen when I heard Andrzej’s voice at our door. My knees sank. Mama scrutinized me. I did not even look at his face.
“Welcome, Andrzej. Please have a seat.” Papa offered him a chair. . . .
“I have a favor to ask of you, Andrzej . . . This is very difficult for me, but I must ask. It is no longer safe in Tylicz for Rena. Her mother and I are worried for her safety every day.”
Determine the narrator’s point of view in Rena's Promise: Two Sisters in Auschwitz.