pictures,duh,like it's obvious

There are three big things that have happened to me since I landed on this planet 15 years ago. Number One: I lost my mother and found my Mom. Number Two: The Book Assassin came to River Park. And Number Three: Vera arrived. Trust me, I'm used to being around sickos. I live with three delinquent foster brothers. But the River Park Book Assassin was in a different league. He started by destroying books, but I think we all knew he wouldn't stop there. Then life sent Vera our way. 'Mute Russian Girl Found Screaming in Park' was the headline in the paper. How does a complete stranger, who can't even speak, get under your skin so deep that helping her feels like the most important thing you'll ever do? And how does one of the world's unlucky people find the courage to risk their life for the chance at building a new one? Seems like when you're identity is all you have left, you'll fight to the death to save it.