She rubbed her eyes, and after a long study of his face, she spoke "Is it really you?"
Is it from your cheek, she thought, that I took the seed?
The man nodded.
His heart wobbled and he held tighter to the branches. It is.
Is it from your cheek, she thought, that I took the seed?
The man nodded.
His heart wobbled and he held tighter to the branches. It is.
( Markus Zusak )
[ The Book Thief ]
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