Oh, you're one of those,' the princess said.
'One of what?'
'One of those who needs to be told their worth over and over by others. Do you know who tells me my worth, Phaedra of Alonso?'
The princess pointed a hard finger at her own chest.
'Me. I determine my own worth. If I had to rely on others I'd have lain down and died waiting.
When your're both finished trying to frighten each other away with the sordidness of your pasts, can you help me, please?
Melina MarchettaTag: humor
Phaedra shook her head. “If your people mean no offense, they should not speak their thoughts out loud in front of their children, Tesadora. Because it will be their children who come to slaughter us one day, all because of careless words passed down by their elders who meant no harm.
Melina MarchettaWell, I'm not sure what suspicious looks like. Sometimes when you come down the mountain and stand behind those trees, you look suspicious.
Melina MarchettaTag: humor
Our bodies aren't strangers,' he said, his voice ragged. 'Our spirits aren't strangers'. He held her face in his hands. 'Tell me what part of me is stranger to you and I'll destroy that part of me.'
And she wept to hear his words.” “Our bodies aren't strangers,' he said, his voice ragged. 'Our spirits aren't strangers'. He held her face in his hands. 'Tell me what part of me is stranger to you and I'll destroy that part of me.'
And she wept to hear his words.
I live on the Jellicoe Road. Where trees make canopies over-head and where you can sit at the top of them and see forever.
Melina MarchettaHannah, do you think that your mum and dad and Tate's mum and dad and my mum and dad and Webb and Tate are all together someplace?' she asks earnestly.
I look at Hannah, waiting for the answer. And then she smiles. Webb once said that a Narnie smile was a revelation and, at this moment, I need a revelation. And I get one.
'I wonder,' Hannah says.
Tag: hope wonder hannah taylor jessa
I wasn't there that day to get on the three forty-seven to Yass", he says. "I was there to throw myself in front of it.
Melina MarchettaIt's like two cultures had a massive fight over his
face and neither won.
Imagine the state of one's mind if they were to recall its details. All those months cocooned and then the onslaught of this ugly world. Lights and noise and strangeness. It's no wonder we scream with terror at our birth.
Melina MarchettaTag: babies birth being-born
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