I had heard of this book previously, and it's been on my reading list for awhile, so I knew that is was about the Holocaust, and I knew that it was terribly sad. What I didn't already now is firstly the brilliance of the book, and secondly the impact that it would have on my way of thinking.
The main character is a little nine year old named Bruno. He is a naive and charming and, were he female, could be one of my little sisters. His story is remarkable, and tragic, and I think I'm going to have to write a bit more when I've had a chance to actually process the story, because I don't think I have the words for how I'm feeling about it at the moment.
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