Page 78 - The Book Thief

Imagined

Come on, Liesel!

Rudy broke the silence.

The book thief looked down again, at the words.

Come on. Rudy mouthed it this time. Come on, Liesel.

Her blood loudened. The sentences blurred.

The white page was suddenly written in another tongue, and it didnt help that
tears were now forming in her eyes. She couldnt even see the words anymore.

And the sun. That awful sun. It burst through the windowthe glass was
everywhereand shone directly onto the useless girl. It shouted in her face. You
can steal a book, but you cant read one!

It came to her. A solution.

Breathing, breathing, she started to read, but not from the book in front of her. It
was something from The Grave Diggers Handbook. Chapter three: In the Event
of Snow. Shed memorized it from her papas voice.

In the event of snow, she spoke, you must make sure you use a good shovel. You
must dig deep; you cannot be lazy. You cannot cut corners. Again, she sucked in
a large clump of air. Of course, it is easier to wait for the warmest part of the
day, when

It ended.

The book was snatched from her grasp and she was told. Lieselthe corridor.

As she was given a small Watschen, she could hear them all laughing in the
classroom, between Sister Marias striking hand. She saw them. All those mashed