... And the boy whose hair remained the color of lemons forever. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
... And the boy whose hair remained the color of lemons forever. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
... And the boy whose hair remained the color of lemons forever. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
... And the boy whose hair remained the color of lemons forever. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
... And the boy whose hair remained the color of lemons forever. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
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... And the boy whose hair remained the color of lemons forever.

— Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
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