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A disappointed smile mingled with his lips. I was wondering when this would
happen.
He picked her up and helped her home. The game went on, and the Nazi was
already at the door of a lodging a few doors up. No one answered. Rudy was
calling out again.
Do you need help, Herr Hubermann?
No, no, you keep playing, Herr Steiner. Herr Steiner. You had to love Liesels
papa.
Once inside, Liesel gave him the information. She attempted to find the middle
ground between silence and despair. Papa.
Dont talk.
The party, she whispered. Papa stopped. He fought off the urge to open the door
and look up the street. Theyre checking basements to make shelters.
He set her down. Smart girl, he said, then called for Rosa.
They had a minute to come up with a plan. A shemozzle of thoughts.
Well just put him in Liesels room, was Mamas suggestion. Under the bed.
Thats it? What if they decide to search our rooms as well?
Do you have a better plan?
Correction: they did not have a minute.
A seven-punch knock was hammered into the door of 33 Himmel Street, and it
was too late to move anyone anywhere.
The voice.
Open up!
