Until becoming a book smuggler, I’d rarely spoken at all, and even when I did, it was always in the softest voice I could manage. But now I needed a loud voice if I was to get the attention of the soldiers inside. It felt like I was screaming to them, but I didn’t think I was. I tried to sound friendly when I shouted out, “Cossack officers, if you’re looking for book smugglers, I know where they are!”
