Why did I love this book?
A deservedly best-selling and beloved book. Bold, unique, yet somehow deeply familiar. In Munich, Germany, 1939, a foster girl waits out the war, finding bedraggled hope in the books she steals and shares with the Jewish man living in her foster parents’ basement. Death tells the story. And Death quickly, strangely, remarkably becomes a sympathetic character. The girl’s connection to books—her need to get outside the confines of her life—feels completely real. We have felt this way, too. What I particularly loved was the complexity and depth of even minor characters. A German townswoman might be both kind and unkind. A child both loveable and selfish.