Quotes from Stefan Kiesbye

Did Ida never look for him?" Dieter asks. "She didn't believe in spirits." "And what became of Henry?" "Oh. From time to time you can still hear him calling. My father heard his voice himself." "Every Saturday night when he came home drunk," Frieda says.

Ilse's heart had been awakened, then strangled and finally cut out, yet there were no stains, no wounds, no evidence for curious gazes.

I understood my role without rehearsals. "Can I try again?" he asked. "Maybe," I said and ran. He caught me in front of my parents' house and pressed a kiss on my neck. He was hooked, yet my powers depended on a boy's willingness to hand them to me. I was dying for his next move.