Markus Zusak Quotes

She Walked Down The Basement Steps. She Saw An Imaginary Framed Photo Seep Into The Wall - A Quiet-smiled Secret. No More Than A Few Meters, It Was A Long Walk To The Drop Sheets And The Assortment Of Paint Cans That Shielded Max Vandenburg. She Removed The Sheets Closest To The Wall Until There Was A Small Corridor To Look Through. The First Part Of Him She Saw Was His Shoulder, And Through The Slender Gap, She Slowly, Painfully, Inched Her Hand In Until It Rested There. His Clothing Was Cool. He Did Not Wake.
She Could Feel His Breathing And His Shoulder Moving Up And Down Ever So Slightly. For A While, She Watched Him. Then She Sat And Leaned Back.
Sleepy Air Seemed To Have Followed Her.
The Scrawled Words Of Practice Stood Magnificently On The Wall By The Stairs, Jagged And Childlike And Sweet. They Looked On As Both The Hidden Jew And The Girl Slept, Hand To Shoulder.
They Breathed.
German And Jewish Lungs.

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