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401 pages, Hardcover
First published April 22, 2014
SA chief Röhm. He had lost his cap, so she could see how his hair had been shaved so close to the scalp that his pale skin showed, a fresh-scrubbed pink like a pig’s hide. His small eyes focused on hers. Pockmarks disfigured his broad, florid face. From shrapnel, she’d heard but she didn’t know if the injuries had occurred during the Great War or while he had lived as a mercenary soldier in Bolivia during the twenties. The deep gouges had always unsettled her, ever since she’d seen him again in April, after Hitler summoned him back to Munich to take over the SA.
By now the crowd had scattered. All except a lone man, watching her (…)
“Your’re not like the others,” he said. The voice was young and quick, with the sharp accent of a Berliner. Not a man, but a boy, perhaps her age or a little older. “Are you, Fräulein Müller?” (…)
“You’ve surprised me, Fräulein Müller. Not an easy feat, I promise you.”
Dear Fräulein Müller,
Although you hide it well, it is clear you are nothing like the others, which is why I presume to send you this letter. Last week, I was approached by one of the Nazi Party’s original members. He is old now, and his health frail, but his memory is clear. He told me a troubling story that I believe you, as Klaus Müller’s daughter, deserve to hear. Your father did not die a martyr to the Nazi cause, and your family’s precarious position within Hitler’s party is predicated on a lie. I beg you give me a chance to explain, and I shall meet you directly outside your home this evening at half past six o’clock.
“A Jew and a National Socialist, joining forces. I never thought I’d see it.”
And the sour stink of sweat and decay she had expected, she didn’t smell. Only a light scent of soap and cologne. The fingers holding hers felt smooth and soft, not rough with tangled hair. Could she have been wrong about him?
"The Jew is my eternal enemy. Those words had guided her heart for twelve years."Over time, those also disappear as she begins to realize that we are all human.
"She had hurt him. The thing she always thought was impossible- wounding a Jew's heart- had happened."Daniel Cohen is a local newspaper reporter who is in search of the truth and only the truth. He also happens to be a Jew. Daniel has some information regarding Gretchen's father. And whether she likes it or not, he's going to help her. Gradually the two become friends and comrades, learning that they aren't all that different. I loved Daniel as a character. He wasn't cocky, he wasn't arrogant, and he wasn't pretentious like a lot of other YA male characters. No, Daniel was kind, courageous and compassionate. He may not always believe in the good in humanity, but that doesn't stop him from trying. He may have been a little TOO perfect, but I didn't really care, since he was so wonderful.
"Such as the time Reinhard pushed a neighborhood girl down the front steps because he wanted to see if she would cry. Or when Reinhard used a magnifying glass to burn ants crawling across the sidewalk, because he wanted to time how long it took them to die"Even to his little sister, who is so terrified of him she pushes a chair underneath her door every single night for fear he might come in and harm her.
Who had ripped apart her paper dolls after she beat him at jacks. Who had insisted she write out his mathematics homework in payment for the peppermints. Who had said that she shut her mouth when she asked if he needed bandages or salves.There is more going on in Reinhard's mind than anyone would care to admit though. He is a truly sick man, one might even say that he is Hitler's clone, for their personality traits are nearly identical. Reinhard is not a character you love to hate. You straight up hate him. He is incapable of loving anyone or anything at all.
"There is one thing you must understand about people like Reinhard- in some ways, they're all the same. They are utterly incapable of forming natural attachments to others, such as friendships. In the purest sense of the word, they are alone."Gretchen and Reinhard's mother is a character to be pitied. She is emotionally distant towards Gretchen and overly loving towards Reinhard. She refuses to see the bad in her beloved son. Even if that means putting her own life and Gretchen's in danger to keep her son near her.
"'I can no more choose between my children than I can choose what limb to cut off.'"She blames herself for her son turning out the way he is, and she also is wary of Gretchen for turning against her son the way she did.
"'How could I abandon him when I made him what he was?'"Some readers may hate Mrs. Mueller for her apparent weakness and unwillingness to believe Reinhard's true evil personality, but personally, I pitied her. No mother would ever want to admit freely that their child is a monster.
"'You and I are impossible,'" she said. '"No."' Gently, he brushed the hair back from her face. "'We are what's real and true.'"Gah, can I just ship this couple for life? I absolutely loved LOOOOOOVED this romance. THERE WAS NO LOVE TRIANGE!! THERE WAS NO INSTALOVE!!!This is one of the most believable YA romances I've read about in a long time. Gretchen didn't fall in love with Daniel because he was hot (though that helped). It took a long time for her to admit her feelings for him, since she has always been taught that Jews are to be reviled, and are scum of the earth and good for nothing except destroying lives. But when she does, she falls in love with his character, his heart, his drive to make the world a better place. Yes, there is that line of "I'm not beautiful", but it's for different reasons than you would expect.
"How could she be pretty, when her family was mired in such ugliness and secrecy?She doesn't think she's beautiful because of the way she looks; she thinks she's ugly because of her family's actions and behavior. And yet he still loved her. I CAN'T EVN WITH THIS COUPLE! If they don't end up together permanently by the end of the series, I will rage.
For so long, she had believed in Hitler’s lies, seeing shadows where there should have been light.
~Thank you Balzer & Bray for sending me this copy!~
For so long, she had believed in Hitler's lies, seeing shadows where there should have been light.
Not anymore. Not ever again.
Gently, he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "I don't think I told you how much I like your haircut."
She tried to conceal her sudden shyness under a flippant tone. "Thanks. I look quite different, don't I?"
"No." He rolled up the mat. "You look like yourself."
๏ MY RATING ๏ ☆4.3☆STARS - GRADE=A-
"He is a volcanic eruption, a lightning strike in the desert, a man perhaps with several different mentally diseased conditions. By all rights, he should be impossible. And yet he exists."