“What do you mean?” his father said. Jacob heard Avi get up, followed by the sound of the shades being drawn. “I think we need to leave Germany.” “Not this again. That’s ludicrous.” “No, it’s not. We need to leave soon – now, before this gets any worse.” The argument that ensued that night was as intense as any Jacob had ever heard between his father and uncle. At one point, it got so heated that Dr. Weisz ordered Jacob to go up to his room, a cozy little nook in the attic.”