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Mrs Monksleigh was the relict of a military man, who had left her with six children and a competence judged by his family to be respectable, and by her, inadequate.
“It’s like how you could go through your whole life and never meet an unsuccessful parachutist. That didn’t mean they didn’t exist. They did, but only for as long as it took gravity to prove an emphatic point from ten thousand feet.”
― Bloody Christmas
― Bloody Christmas
“How old are you, Samura?” She pursed her thin lips and glared at me. “It’s Sakura. I’m nine.” “Well, if you want to see ten, I suggest you stop fucking around and stay in here.” Tears began to roll. “I hate you.” “I’m not over-fond of me either, but what can you do, eh?”
― From Hell's Heart
― From Hell's Heart
“Seriously though, how can I ever thank you?” “For feck’s sake woman, you own a pub!”
― Bloody Christmas
― Bloody Christmas
“Bonner smiled. “Are you going to tell me next how when you were a kid you only got an orange for Christmas, Sarge?” O’Keefe took a sip on his coffee to hide a smile. “Cheeky bitch, I’m not that old.” “Or that fond of fruit.”
― Bloody Christmas
― Bloody Christmas
“I’m not saying I wouldn’t like to see proof of your possession of the full picnic’s worth of sandwiches, but I’m in a weakened enough state to take your word for it.”
― Bloody Christmas
― Bloody Christmas
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