That afternoon, long after the stool has been put away and the waltzes have stopped, while Werner sits with his transceiver listening to nothing, a little redheaded girl in a maroon cape emerges from a doorway, maybe six or seven years old, small for her age, with big clear eyes that remind him of Jutta’s. She runs across the street to the park and plays there alone, beneath the budding trees, while her mother stands on the corner and bites the tips of her fingers. The girl climbs into the swing and pendulums back and forth, pumping her legs, and watching her opens some valve in Werner’s soul. This is life, he thinks, this is why we live, to play like this on a day when winter is finally releasing its grip. . Anthony Doerr
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The first time that Werner sees the little girl he is struck with a sense of wonder. He feels a deep love for her and a desire to protect her from the harshness of the world. Werner has been blessed to have been able to find great happiness in his life. He has been able to find the right person at the right time, and he has been able to share everything with his wife. He is a great example of what can be achieved through hard work, devotion, and love.

Source: All The Light We Cannot See

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