Uddrag af bogen 

They could hear the train in the distance, feel the earth vibrate and the clacking of the tracks as the wheels went over. It was their last chance. Gunther almost dragging Genette rather than carrying her, could see their lives fading. But the thought of what the SS would do to his sister, and the faint sound of a dog barking, made him determined to keep on running to meet with the train. Their trail was obvious, but it didn’t matter, they were getting closer, they could see the metal carriages through the trees and suddenly, a clearing, they just had to get over the ditch and on the other side of the tracks in order to grab hold of a train carriage. ‘Try to live your life so that in the hour of your death you would rather feel joy than fear’