Interestingly, After Dachau is only nominally alternate history, as I would define it: the change point is not really well-developed and it’s mostly there to help set up the question of What do you do about the consequences of an evil done by another, and that cannot be either redressed or undone? It’s a pretty tough question; more accurately, it’s a pretty tough most likely answer. Good book, but a depressing one*.
And so, adieu to The Jersey Sting: A True Story of Crooked Pols, Money-Laundering Rabbis, Black Market Kidneys, and the Informant Who Brought It All Down – which was a lot more cheerful, mind.
*What’s most depressing about it, in fact, is the way people shrug over the central revelation, in much the same way that you or I would shrug over, say, the aftermath of Spartacus’ rebellion.