| Author: | Mark Williams | ISBN: | 1230000159254 |
| Publisher: | Odyssey | Publication: | June 9, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Odyssey Historical Fiction | Language: | English |
| Author: | Mark Williams |
| ISBN: | 1230000159254 |
| Publisher: | Odyssey |
| Publication: | June 9, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Odyssey Historical Fiction |
| Language: | English |
Three young children smuggle themselves into Auschwitz in search of their mothers.
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"Probably the most powerful ending to a book I have ever read.”
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“I haven't been so emotionally affected by a book before in all the years I have been reading.”
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“Harrowing and gripping. This novel was so different from every other I've read about the Holocaust.”
To Anca
This book is dedicated to the real Anca Pasculata, who as my fourteen year old pen-friend in Romania, regaled me with tales of the suffering her family endured in eastern Europe in World War Two.
Anca’s last pen-pal letter to me, beautifully handwritten in English and always so eloquent, arrived just days after the 1977 Bucharest earthquake. It would be over a year before I was finally able to confirm the worst, and learned that Anca was among the 1,500 who had perished during the one-minute tremor.
As young teenagers Anca and I, aspiring authors with untold energy and limitless ambition, often discussed the possibility of writing books together. Of course, that was never to be, but the seed had been sown.
Anca’s Story, while not of course Anca’s words, is written in her uniquely eloquent style of English to honour her memory.
Three young children smuggle themselves into Auschwitz in search of their mothers.
*
"Probably the most powerful ending to a book I have ever read.”
*
“I haven't been so emotionally affected by a book before in all the years I have been reading.”
*
“Harrowing and gripping. This novel was so different from every other I've read about the Holocaust.”
To Anca
This book is dedicated to the real Anca Pasculata, who as my fourteen year old pen-friend in Romania, regaled me with tales of the suffering her family endured in eastern Europe in World War Two.
Anca’s last pen-pal letter to me, beautifully handwritten in English and always so eloquent, arrived just days after the 1977 Bucharest earthquake. It would be over a year before I was finally able to confirm the worst, and learned that Anca was among the 1,500 who had perished during the one-minute tremor.
As young teenagers Anca and I, aspiring authors with untold energy and limitless ambition, often discussed the possibility of writing books together. Of course, that was never to be, but the seed had been sown.
Anca’s Story, while not of course Anca’s words, is written in her uniquely eloquent style of English to honour her memory.
