He was still alive.
Which was the worst thing that could have happened.
And a part of you wished it would just end, said the monster, even if it meant losing her.
Patrick NessThere was his father, looking totally different but exactly the same.
“Hey, son,” his dad said, his voice bending in that weird way that America had started to shape it.
It is a true story, the monster said. Many things that are true feel like a cheat.
Patrick NessThere was a glass-fronted cabinet opposite, filled with plates on display stands and teacups with so many curlicues it was a wonder you could drink from them without cutting your lips.
Patrick NessMiss Kwan said, putting her voice into its “kindly” mode, which was only slightly less scary than full-on shouting.
Patrick NessIt is not her you need saving from, it said.
Patrick NessHis grandma wouldn’t be here when his father arrived. Which suited everyone.
Patrick NessThe whole room was like a museum of how people lived in olden times.
Patrick NessThe green things of this world are just wondrous, aren’t they?” his mother went on. “We work so hard to get rid of them when sometimes they’re the very thing that saves us.
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