I have never seen a Prologue where the author actually copied and pasted part of her book and stuck it at the beginning. This was a strong indication of what type of writing would lay ahead. The author also used crude terms that were unnecessary and distracted from the overall story. Her writing seemed disjointed and the narrative did not naturally build; rather, it slammed the reader with the horror from the first moments of the first pages. I suppose that could be because the author was getting her information second-hand from Lale. Perhaps the details of the story came out quite disjointed because of all of the years that passed since his experiences. I also found it hard to believe that so much dealing went on in the story with chocolates and jewels, but it could have happened that way. I was also disappointed that the hero was not an honest man of virtue, he was simply someone who fell in love during the holocaust. Having said all of that, I did believe in the love between him and Gita and I did appreciate the ending. I just think there are a lot more virtuous stories out there about Hitler's regime, such as The Hiding Place by Corrie Ten Boom.