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“The men looked at him as though they knew what lay inside his soul, things he still had not even admitted to himself.
(Young Mungo)”
― Douglas Stuart

“What did I do?" asked Mungo. 'What did I do?'. It was what he had been trained to say. Never 'what's wrong with you?' or 'are you okay?'. Only 'what did I do'?
(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

“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