I tend not to attempt to describe pain. I don't feel I can comprehend or re-create the personal suffering of others, so I simply try to tell what happened, or what I imagine happened. I also think it helps to let the reader fill in a lot of the blanks. Melodrama is patronizing. With a straightforward statement, readers can figure out for themselves what's going on.

Incredible what slender threads you begin to hang your hopes on.

How did you ever get here, Maddie Brodatt?" "'Second to the right, and then straight on till morning,'" she answered promptly-it did feel like Neverland. "Crikey, am I so obviously Peter Pan?" Maddie laughed. "The Lost Boys give it away." Jamie studied his hands. "Mother keeps the windows open in all our bedrooms while we're gone, like Mrs. Darling, just in case we come flying home when she's not expecting us.

But I have told the truth. Isn't that ironic? They sent me because I am so good at telling lies. But I have told the truth.

You can't just sit in a corner weeping or you'll die.

Must stop. This ink is amazing, it really doesn't smear, even when you cry on it

If you show this devious little liar one atom's worth of compassion I will have you shot.