Into this clash of worlds came a group of twenty-odd German women, their uniforms dusty, their faces hollow from weeks of transport by rail and sea. They huddled in the back of a canvas-covered truck as it rattled down a dirt road in northern Texas, every bump sending small shocks of fear through the group. Some clutched satchels that held the last remnants of home. Others whispered prayers under their breath. No one spoke above a murmur.