With growing disbelief, Jess yet again felt herself slipping into the gap - that gap of perception between what is really happening to a person and what others think is happening.
Helen OyeyemiTags: perception
She had a new bracelet on, stacked with emeralds brighter than her eyes. I hate rich people.
Helen OyeyemiTags: rich-people emeralds
Bisi, how could you, now? You know that when you pray, you are heard, if not by God, then by yourself. When you pray, you tell yourself what you truly want, what you really need. And once you know these things, you can do nothing but go after them. Sae you understand?
Helen OyeyemiTags: praying
Mostly, when Jess didn't want to talk about her ideas in class, Colleen thought that Jess was showing off, making sure that she would be coaxed and pleaded with, but how could Jess have explained in a coherent way that she was scared? Once you let people know anything about what you think, that's it, you're dead. Then they'll be jumping about in your mind, taking things out, holding them up to the light and killing them, yes, killing them, because thoughts are supposed to stay and grow in quiet, dark places, like butterflies in cocoons.
Helen OyeyemiTags: dark thoughts butterflies
He answered with a smile. The darkest and most malignant I had ever seen, too strong to be voluntary. The door, I thought. The door. But I didn't dare turn to it, in case it wasn't there.
Helen OyeyemiHis dear face - his thrice-broken nose, his summer eyes.
Helen OyeyemiThis was a little house, with a ceiling that kept getting higher and higher, a hot place with no windows. This was anger.
Helen OyeyemiTags: anger
Jess couldn't stop spitting out words, because they were words like blades to hurt, and if she swallowed them, she'd be scraped hollow.
Helen OyeyemiTags: words anger swallowing
She told him that she had looked after him because of the white hairs on his forehead that grew into the shape of a star. Sometimes you see that someone is marked and you're helpless after that - you love.
Helen OyeyemiTags: fox
He honestly expected her to believe that she could make a bad offering and her ancestors wouldn't mind.
Helen OyeyemiTags: writing ancestors offering
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