Sentence Sneak Peek:
The first sentence from each chapter of Down Among the Sticks and Bones, it's a mini summary of what you can expect to read.
The first sentence from each chapter of Down Among the Sticks and Bones, it's a mini summary of what you can expect to read.
* Spoilers are highlighted like so :)
“PEOPLE WHO KNEW Chester and Serena Wolcott socially would have placed money on the idea that the couple would never choose to have children.”
“THE WOLCOTTS LIVED in a house at the top of a hill in the middle of a fashionable neighborhood where every house looked alike.”
“AGE SIX WAS KINDERGARTEN, where Jacqueline learned that little girls who wore frilly dresses every day were goody-goodies, not to be trusted, and Jillian learned that little girls who wore pants and ran around with the boys were weirdos and worse.”
“JILLIAN AND JACQUELINE ran through the flowers like wild things— and in that moment, that brief and shining moment, with their parents far away and unaware of what their daughters were doing, with no one who dwelt in the Moors yet aware of their existence, they were wild things, free to do whatever they wanted, and what they wanted to do was run.”
“THE MAN LED THEM through the silent town beyond the wall.”
“JACK AND JILL were tucked away in the same round tower room, in two small beds shaped like teardrops, with their heads at the widest point and their feet pointed toward the tapering end.”
“DR. BLEAK LIVED OUTSIDE the castle, outside the village; outside the seemingly safe bulk of the wall.”
“IT WOULD BECOME QUICKLY dull, recounting every moment, every hour the two girls spent, one in the castle and one in the windmill, one in riches and one in artfully mended rags: it would become quickly dull, and so it shall not be our focus, for we are not here for dullness, are we?”
“THE INN OWNED by Alexis’s parents was small and cozy and reasonably clean, as such things went.”
“TIME PASSED.”
“SHE SHOULD BE HERE by now,” said Jack, putting aside the bone saw she had been carefully sharpening.”
“SEE THEM NOW, two girls— almost women, but still not quite, not quite— running hand in hand across the vast and unforgiving moor.”
“DESCENDING THE STAIRS as a twelve-year-old had been tiring but achievable: the work of hours, the amusement of an afternoon.”
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