“For most of the journey, he made his way through the book,trying never to look up.
The words lolled in his mouth as he read them.
Strangely, as he turned the pages and progressed through the chapters, it was only two words he ever tasted.
"Mein Kampf." My struggle-
The title, over and over again, as the train prattled on, from one German town to the next.
"Mein Kampf."
Of all the things to save him.”