"- He wants us to leave," he says, while a half-smile appears in the corner of his eyes, which, however, is not happy at all. Rather confused. A confused half-smile - My mother wants it.
But why? - András doesn't understand. He knows these people though. Béla, Ágit, Aunt Manci. The Steiners. He knows them better than his classmates. Better than gang members. Even better than he knows his own grandmother, Paula. And yet he doesn't understand.
They are Jews again - the half-smile disappears from Béla Steiner's eyes, only a strange grimace, a strange grimace remains in its place. - My mother has already experienced this once. Not so long ago.
And he still wants to stay here?
No one knows where my father is buried - András has never seen his friend cry, and Béla is not crying now either. Her voice is unwavering as she speaks, just that weird frown around her eyes, just like she's crying after all. - According to my mother, in the books. My father is buried in books. That's why my mother will never leave that damn library."

András Szurdi's autobiographical novel Legendák könyve fights against "memory traps". In other words, the speaker of the book, András Kőrösi, wants to recall the events of his childhood in such a way as to avoid the legendary exaggerations and retrospective claims of memory. This strictness with oneself and micro-realistic accuracy help the person remembering that, although the images of the personal past are sharply exposed, they still remain authentic. But we can also say that the book of Legends tells how András Kőrösi, who considers himself a cowardly boy, becomes a brave teenager. A fabulous story, but true.