Page 457 - The Book Thief

ONE TOOLBOX, ONE BLEEDER, ONE BEAR

Since his fathers recruitment to the army the previous October, Rudys anger had
been growing nicely. The news of Hans Hubermanns return was all he needed to
take it a few steps further. He did not tell Liesel about it. There was no
complaining that it wasnt fair. His decision was to act.

He carried a metal case up Himmel Street at the typical thieving time of
darkening afternoon.

RUDYS TOOLBOX
It was patchy red and the
length of an oversized shoe box.

It contained the following:
Rusty pocketknife 1
Small flashlight 1
Hammer 2
(one medium, one small)
Hand towel 1
Screwdriver 3
(varying in size)
Ski mask 1
Clean socks 1
Teddy bear 1

Liesel saw him from the kitchen windowhis purposeful steps and committed
face, exactly like the day hed gone to find his father. He gripped the handle with

as much force as he could, and his movements were stiff with rage.

The book thief dropped the towel she was holding and replaced it with a single
thought.