Daniel Baratz [in My Enemy, My Brother] is no mewling teenager with niggling concerns, but a boy coping with questions as broad as mankind. Caught up in the immediacy and personal implications of Dan's dilemma, the reader will be certain that Daniel is over there RIGHT NOW—in the Negev or Tel Aviv or Jerusalem—still probing his conscience, still asking questions about war and killing, about Nazism and brotherhood. (p. 328)