Trish

“Mungo looked both up and down the hill, and then he kissed James quickly on the lips. It was like hot buttered toast when you were starving. It was that good.”
― Douglas Stuart

“As Mungo leaned over the water he focused on his reflection. He wondered what it was the men had recognized in him. Where was this signal he could not see, the semaphore he had never meant to send?...He wanted to find the signal, and he wanted to end its transmission.
(Young Mungo)”
― Douglas Stuart

“Waves of loveliness ebbed over him followed by waves of shame. They came like Jodie alternating the hot and cold taps and trying to balance a bath with him already in it. This time, though, he couldn't pull his legs to his chest and escape it, he would be burned or he would be chilled as it happened. There was no pulling way.
(Young Mungo)”
― Douglas Stuart

“[Mo-Maw] animated every gesture he made: the timid smile, the thrumming nerves, the anxious biting, the worry, the pleasing, the way he made himself smaller in any room he was in, the watchful way he stood on the edge before committing, and the kindness, the big, big love.
(Young Mungo)”
― Douglas Stuart