Oh God, Frankie, I breathe in rhythm with that man. You think that's not my flesh and blood after all these years?
Melina MarchettaLucian was beginning to get used to hearing her small observations at night. More than anything, he realized he liked her voice in the dark. It made him feel less lonely.
Melina MarchettaAnd suddenly I know I have to go. But this time without being chased by the Brigadier, without experiencing the kindness of a postman from Yass, and without taking along a Cadet who will change the way I breath for the rest of my life.
Melina MarchettaDo you think people have noticed that I'm around?" "I notice when you're not. Does that count?
Melina MarchettaFor a moment I can't help thinking how decent he is - that there's some hope for him beyond the obnoxious image he displays. Maybe deep down he is a sensitive guy, who sees us as real people with real issues. I want to say something nice. Some kind of thanks. I stand there, rehearsing it in my mind. "Oh my God," he says, "did you see that girl's tits?" Maybe not today.
Melina Marchetta