Up in the distance the whistle of the wind sang to her from the mountain. From Lucianโs mountain. It beckoned and taunted and she wanted to run towards it. To be enveloped in its coat of fleece and to hear its safe sounds.
Melina MarchettaI think you'll just have to wait for that Loser of the Month tiara a little while longer while I wear it, with pride, around my neighborhood.
Melina MarchettaThis is what I know. I look like my father. My father disappeared when he was seventeen years old. Hannah once told me that there is something unnatural about being older than your father ever got to be. When you can say that at the age of seventeen, it's a different kind of devastating.
Melina MarchettaThis isn't romance. This isn't a declaration of love or affirmation of friendship. This is something more.
Melina MarchettaAnd when you'd finished running you'd be thousands of miles away from people who love you and your problem would still be there except you'd have nobody to help you.
Melina MarchettaShe could have dropped you both off. whar's the worst she can do? cry hysterically?"the gears on the ute get stuck at the lights and will pushes tom's hand out of the way and and shoves it into the correct gear."it wasn't her" he mutters after a moment."sorry?" tom says."she didn't cry""then what?"it's too quiet except for the quiet for the crap engine sounding like a lawn mower."i cried"luca bursts out laughing beside will."yeah, well i did" will says. "And it's not the thing you want to do in front of a bunch on engineers.
Melina Marchetta