There's a terrible stillness. I notice a small tear in the wallpaper above her shoulder. I notice finger marks grimed on the… — Jenny Downham Copy Share Image
I like you," he said. He made it sound as if she was bound to disagree with him. She nodded. His face… — Jenny Downham Copy Share Image
Adam strokes my head, my face, he kisses my tears. We are blessed. Let them all go. The sound of a bird… — Jenny Downham Copy Share Image
That slow smile again. I love that smile! DId I think he was ugly just now? No, his face is transformed. — Jenny Downham Copy Share Image
Her face crashes. She hasn't dealt with a single transfusion or lumbar puncture. She wasn't allowed near me for the bone-marrow transplant,… — Jenny Downham Copy Share Image
“Sklupčam se u podnožju stubišta. To je mjesto gdje mačka sjedi kad hoće da se ljudi spotaknu preko nje. Uvijek sam htjela biti mačka.… — Jenny Downham Copy Share Image
It's as if a child with a brush and too much enthusiasm has been set free with a tin of black paint inside me. — Jenny Downham Copy Share Image
It was strange how words meant something when they came out of your mouth. Inside your head they were safe and silent, but once… — Jenny Downham Copy Share Image
“I sit up in bed and watch her fiddle about in the back of my wardrobe. I think she's got a plan. That's what's… — Jenny Downham Copy Share Image
“I wish I had a boyfriend. I wish he lived in the wardrobe on a coat hanger. Whenever I wanted, I could get him… — Jenny Downham Copy Share Image
Life is made up of a series of moments, each one a journey to the end. — Jenny Downham Copy Share Image
All I know is that I have two choices – stay wrapped in blankets and get on with dying, or get the list back… — Jenny Downham Copy Share Image
“Hey, listen,' I say. " Fascinating as this is, we've got to go now. I have to collect the invites for my funeral." That… — Jenny Downham Copy Share Image
“Zatvaram oči i zamišljam da sam drvo okupano sunčevim svjetlom, da ne želim ništa osim kiše.” — Jenny Downham Copy Share Image
