“ They ended up at the Old Corner Bookstore, which Brian had read about in a tour guide to Boston. Longfellow and Hawthorne and Oliver Wendell Holmes used to read here. Let's go in. Brian nudged the gir… Caroline B. Cooney
“ They ended up at the Old Corner Bookstore, which Brian had read about in a tour guide to Boston. "Longfellow and Hawthorne and Oliver Wendell Holmes used to read here. Let's go in." Brian nudged the g… Caroline B. Cooney
“ She had never had a daydream that dreamed itself, like nightmares. That crawled out of her brain like a creature of the dark. A daymare. Caroline B. Cooney
“ It was darker in the tower than any place Devnee had ever been. The dark had textures, some velvet, some satin. The dark shifted positions.The dark continued to breathe. The breath of the tower lifted… Caroline B. Cooney
“ If I were a seagullI wouldn't have to stick aroundIf people argued- I would fly off,swerve, wheel, dip, scream.a thousand wings of company if I have friendstwo strong wings of my ownIf I don't Caroline B. Cooney
“ Crush. It's a word for something temporary. Something that weights you down and makes it hard to breathe. I don't have a crush on you now, I thought. I just plain love you. Good old reliable love. Caroline B. Cooney
“ But sometimes, in tight corners, when your back is against the wall and the world is against you, you have to fight back in unexpected ways. Caroline B. Cooney
“ They crossed field after field, the Indians constantly demanding more speed. Mercy did not know why the Indians were in such a hurry. They had killed anybody who could chase them. Caroline B. Cooney
“ They marched.Ask your Indian his name, Mercy said softly to Eben. They like that.So Eben patted his chest and said, Eben. Then he touched his Indian’s arm and said, Who are you?Thorakwaneken.Eben said… Caroline B. Cooney
“ We don’t know what to do about Eve. She hasn’t called and isn’t here. Janie could not worry about Eve, who would do the best she could. Caroline B. Cooney
“ The rock-hard wetness of her heavy leather shoes had frozen her toes and blistered her heels. But now her feet were cozy inside the soft moccasins. She felt guilty about the others, still suffering, a… Caroline B. Cooney
“ They marched until the captives could not take another step. Eben dragged Eliza half the way and Sarah dragged her the rest. Mercy and Joseph took turns hauling Ruth. That night they slept like rocks,… Caroline B. Cooney
“ The only good thing about this rough land was firewood. No human had ever gathered a fallen branch here. So they could stay warm, but they had nothing to cook over the flames. It seemed to Eben the In… Caroline B. Cooney
“ The girl who had been Mercy Carter stood for a long time watching the canoes disappear down the St. Lawrence. She had waved after Daniel, had been too crushed to wave after Sarah and Eben, and never t… Caroline B. Cooney
