Tears for The Book Thief

Tonight I cried on the bus. I haven't taken the bus home from school in awhile, but tonight I didn't mind. I wanted the time alone to read and think. I sat on the bus with tears in my eyes as I turned the last pages of the story of the Book Thief, death, an accordion, war, and love. I was sad to see it end and glad to be able to take the journey.