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“My big brother reaches home in the dark hours before dawn, when even ghosts take their rest.  He smells of steel and coal and forge.  He smells of the enemy.  He folds his scarecrow body through the window, bare feet silent on the rushes.  A hot desert wind blows in after him, rustling the limp curtains.  His sketchbook falls to the floor, and he nudges it under his bunk with a quick foot, as if it’s a snake.  Where have you been, Darin…  Every night for almost two years, I’ve wanted to ask… But tonight’s different.  I know what’s in his sketchbook.  I know what it means…”

from page 3 of An Ember in the Ashes by Sabaa Tahir.  2015. Penguin Random House Publishing.  Come check it out at the Oshkosh Public Library!

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