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1 " Maybe a little,” says Jacob. “You see, it’s not my wife who needs a favor. It’s my son.” “First your wife, and now your son? It’s as I always say. There is no host in the "
― Jon Clinch , The Thief of Auschwitz
2 " and gives him a sheepish look as she hands them over. “Now kerosene,” he says. “That lamp on your table.” “Yes sir,” she says, unscrewing the tank. “This is just what we need to burn away that thing. Shall we take the entire bunk outdoors? Burn it in the yard? I’m sure whichever way you choose will be the "
3 " voices and scuffling feet. A girl and a boy, he thinks, but he can’t be certain. By the sound of it, their mother goes with them. That leaves Vollmer waiting alone in the dining room. Chaim leads the way once the water has come to a boil. With white linen draped over his arms and "