The Book Thief

There is a book called The Book Thief, but thats not what this is about.

When I moved in with my previous landlord, he told me he was very interested in Lithuanian culture. So next time Vik came to visit me from Lithuania I got her to bring one of my favourite books "Vilnius — City of Strangers" for him to read.

When I was moving out yesterday, I asked the landlord for the book back, but he claimed it was a gift. After I reminded him that I asked him to return it, he claimed that Vik gave it as a gift.

"That's nice," I thought. "Its my book and other people can't give it away as a gift even if they want to."

Then when I went upstairs to claim the last of my things he arrived looking sheepish telling me that he couldn't find the book. I knew where it was and he knew where it was, but he wasn't prepared to give it up.

I left without the book. Bastard.