"Jesus, Mary, Joseph!"
I exclaimed after flipping over the last page of the book.
A book I first encountered in a book shop, attracted by the intriguing title.
A book I waited two long years before a 40% discount prompted me to snap it up.
A book I couldn't help but sneak to read when I should be studying bloody surgery.
A book that struck me dumbfound much like the first time I heard Mahler's 9th.
A book that so overwhelmed me that I literally shake like an epileptic.
A book I waited two long years before a 40% discount prompted me to snap it up.
A book I couldn't help but sneak to read when I should be studying bloody surgery.
A book that struck me dumbfound much like the first time I heard Mahler's 9th.
A book that so overwhelmed me that I literally shake like an epileptic.
A lively story told by Death himself, of an abandoned girl caringly raised by her foster parents, of a Jew-loving German, of a puppy love with the neighbouring boy, and the ending...the ending...utterly powerful..
Jesus, Mary, Joseph!
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