Caught (The Missing)
Margaret Peterson Haddix
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Jonah and Katherine come face to face with Albert Einstein in the fifth book of the New York Times bestselling The Missing series.
Jonah and Katherine are accustomed to traveling through time, but when learn they next have to return Albert Einstein’s daughter to history, they think it’s a joke—they’ve only heard of his sons. But it turns out that Albert Einstein really did have a daughter, Lieserl, whose 1902 birth and subsequent disappearance was shrouded in mystery. Lieserl was presumed to have died of scarlet fever as an infant. But when Jonah and Katherine return to the early 1900s to fix history, one of Lieserl’s parents seems to understand entirely too much about time travel and what Jonah and Katherine are doing. It’s not Lieserl’s father, either—it’s her mother, Mileva. And Mileva has no intention of letting her daughter disappear.
direction, clutching the compass-Elucidator with all her might. “And don’t think that you can just overpower me and take this from me,” she said. “If you do that . . . if you do that, I’ll tell everyone I know about you. Or, if you harm me in order to take it away, to keep me silent—my Albert loves me too much. He’d investigate. He’d figure out everything. He’s that smart. “And what would you think of that, when you’re trying so hard to stay secret and hidden and out of sight?” Mileva finished.
who shrugged. They went back to Lieserl’s room, where Mileva and a servant girl were trying to bring down the little girl’s fever by sponging her forehead with a cool cloth. It was clear that no pink bottles of amoxicillin were going to materialize. The most advanced medicine Jonah had seen anyone use was honey thinned with water. The last time Jonah had watched Mileva put a wet cloth against her daughter’s flushed face, the little girl had screamed and squirmed fitfully away. But now she didn’t
reason the family is ashamed of me. Or—they should be.” Jonah realized she was talking about herself as Lieserl now, and drawing on the little girl’s memories. He remembered the defensive way Mileva’s father had spoken to the doctor: My granddaughter is a blessing. She is a gift from God. “Oh, no,” Katherine said, shaking her head. “Oh, no. Is this one of those times and places where almost nobody values little girl babies? Is that why Albert Einstein’s never bothered meeting his
shock. He waved his hand in front of JB’s unseeing eyes. Nothing. JB looked just like Albert Einstein had, frozen back in 1903, or like Jonah’s science teacher had, frozen in the twenty-first century. JB’s mouth was open, as if he’d been stopped in the midst of speaking. His brown eyes seemed to be focused very precisely, but the pupils didn’t shrink or grow even when Jonah shaded JB’s eyes with his hand or pulled his hand back completely. “Is he dead?” Emily asked, in such a small, careful
worry about. Hadley has an Elucidator! I bet you anything that’s what this is. Maybe it can show us an explanation for all this!” He leaned forward and pulled out a thin piece of plastic that Hadley had been clutching in his right hand. It was like futuristic cell phone technology taken to its extreme: a tiny screen that still seemed capable of displaying vast worlds, and a keyboard that appeared only when Jonah thought, How would you communicate on this thing? Maybe it appeared because Jonah