Read the following extract and convert it into a dialogue in about 120 words :
[You may begin with: Herman: Roma, let's come here ..... ]
We piled back into Siq's car, Roma and I sharing the backseat. As European Jews who had survived the war, we were aware that much had been l.eft unsaid between us. She broached the subject, ''Where were you during the war?'' She aked softly.
'The camps,' I said, the terrible memories still vivid, the
irreparable loss I had tried to forget. But you can never forget.
She nodded. ''My family was hiding on a farm in Germany,
not far from Berlin,'' she told me. ''My father knew a priest, and he got us Aryan papers.''
I imagined how she 1nust have suffered too, fear, a constant
companion. And yet here we were both survivors, in a new world.
''There was a carmp next to the farm,'' Roma continued. ''I
saw a boy there and I would throw him apples every day.''
What an amazing coincidence that she had helped some
other boy. ''What did he look like?'' I asked. ''He was tall, skinny, and hungry. I must have seen him eve1y day for six months''.
My heart was racing. I couldn't believe it. This couldn't be.
''Did he tell you one day not to come back because he was leaving Schlieben?''
Roma. looked at me in amazement. ''Yes!''
''That was me!''
I was ready to burst with joy and awe, flooded with emotions.
I couldn't believe it! My angel!
''I'm not letting you go." I said to Roma. And in the back of
the car on that blind date, I proposed to her. I didn't want to wait.
