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No. Youre not getting it. Liesel was convinced of that. Yes?
I was hoping to hear the rest of it in the shelter, but it looks like were safe for
now. She rolled her shoulders and straightened the wire in her back. So I want
you to come to my place and read it to me.
Youve got some nerve, Holtzapfel. Rosa was deciding whether to be furious or
not. If you think
Ill stop spitting on your door, she interrupted. And Ill give you my coffee ration.
Rosa decided against being furious. And some flour?
What, are you a Jew? Just the coffee. You can swap the coffee with someone
else for the flour.
It was decided.
By everyone but the girl.
Good, then, its done.
Mama?
Quiet, Saumensch. Go and get the book. Mama faced Frau Holtzapfel again.
What days suit you?
Monday and Friday, four oclock. And today, right now.
Liesel followed the regimented footsteps to Frau Holtzapfels lodging next door,
which was a mirror image of the Hubermanns. If anything, it was slightly larger.
When she sat down at the kitchen table, Frau Holtzapfel sat directly in front of
her but faced the window. Read, she said.
Chapter two?
No, chapter eight. Of course chapter two! Now get reading before I throw you
out.
