At some point, every child asks the question of death. With no bias. All parents know this and rarely have an unbiased answer at hand. As natural as death is in life, it belongs in the children's book as a matter of course. In Wolf Erlbruch's Duck, Death and Tulip, death is a light-footed companion, always there, but you just don't notice: the duck has had this feeling for a long time. "Who are you and what are you sneaking up on me?" "I'm glad you finally noticed me," death said. "I am death." The duck got spooked. You couldn't blame her for that. "And now you're coming for me?" "I've been with you as long as you live just in case." "In case?" asked the duck. "Well, if anything happens to you. A bad cold, an accident, you never know."