Since the winter when Matthias Krüger and Klara Vogel had brought Johann home from the mountains, Himmelstadt had lived in peace. The bakery thrived again, filled with the scent of walnut loaves. Klara’s music filled the square on Sundays, while Johann guided travelers safely through the passes. The lantern still shone in the window of the bakery each night, though now it was a symbol not of loss, but of hope.