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PUNISHMENT

On the ration cards of Nazi Germany, there was no listing for punishment, but
everyone had to take their turn. For some it was death in a foreign country
during the war. For others it was poverty and guilt when the war was over, when
six million discoveries were made throughout Europe. Many people must have
seen their punishments coming, but only a small percentage welcomed it. One
such person was Hans Hubermann.

You do not help Jews on the street.

Your basement should not be hiding one.

At first, his punishment was conscience. His oblivious unearthing of Max
Vandenburg plagued him. Liesel could see it sitting next to his plate as he
ignored his dinner, or standing with him at the bridge over the Amper. He no
longer played the accordion. His silver-eyed optimism was wounded and
motionless. That was bad enough, but it was only the beginning.

One Wednesday in early November, his true punishment arrived in the mailbox.
On the surface, it appeared to be good news.

PAPER IN THE KITCHEN
We are delighted to inform you that
your application to join the NSDAP
has been approved. . . .

The Nazi Party? Rosa asked. I thought they didnt want you.

They didnt.

Papa sat down and read the letter again.