Sivert stands leaning his elbows on the window ledge, digging all ten fingers into his curly hair, and looking down at the muddy court below.
Not a soul.
He looks at the wet roofs, and the raindrops splashing tiny rings in the water all along the gutter.
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Taal Engels ● Formaat EPUB ● ISBN 9786050417937 ● Bestandsgrootte 0.2 MB ● Uitgeverij Johannes Buchholtz ● Gepubliceerd 2016 ● Downloadbare 24 maanden ● Valuta EUR ● ID 5109350 ● Kopieerbeveiliging Sociale DRM