I didn't set fire to the building." "No, but you did pull it into the river." "That put the fire out!

I don't know anything!' Tim(Caleb) wailed. He'd never spoken a truer word in his life.

We're meant to be friends but you never tell me anything.

Death is the same for the one who dies.

All that sadness. All that anger. It is the smoke that gets into your eyes. If you do not blow it away, how can you hope to see?

My writing has always been what you call 'narrative fiction' in the sense that it's got very strong plots and twists at the end.

You weren’t in any real danger. We knew exactly where you were all the time.