“Courtney!’ he shouted, but didn’t know if she could hear him. Where was she? ‘Courtney!’ There. He forced his way over to her and pulled the sickos from her back. She was bleeding from small cuts all over her, and… — Charlie Higson Copy Share Image
You got to harden yourself. Make, like, a shell around you. But not everyone can do it. If they got nothing to hang on… — Charlie Higson Copy Share
There was a reason these boys were still alive, though. Something made them stronger than the other kids, the ones who had died in… — Charlie Higson Copy Share
Standing in the corridor was a large plastic bin on wheels. He looked inside. Empty tins of dog food. That explained the spaghetti with… — Charlie Higson Copy Share
But I'll never see any of those fish," said Maxie."Or those whales. Or any lions or tigers. I'm never going to set foot in… — Charlie Higson Copy Share
Tea? Good God, no. It's mud. How the British ever built an empire drinking the filthy stuff is beyond me. And if we carry… — Charlie Higson Copy Share
“Sod this,’ said Kyle and he swung his axe. Charlotte watched amazed, unable to look away, as the blade sliced clean through the father’s… — Charlie Higson Copy Share
“Ed held his sword tight in both hands and went slowly and carefully down. There was the unmistakable smell of sicko down here and… — Charlie Higson Copy Share
“Get off! Get off me, ‘Felix sobbed, sounding like a little kid. Marco kicked at the sickos, slashing with his knife. It was no… — Charlie Higson Copy Share
“He turned to see three kids at his side. Tish and the two little boys. He had to admit the boys looked pretty normal… — Charlie Higson Copy Share
“The first drops of rain started to fall. 'God's policemen,' said Jester. 'You what?' 'The police always used to pray for rain before any… — Charlie Higson Copy Share
“...the smell that came out of the lorry was disgusting. Sour and rotten. 'Jesus, who's died?" he said. 'About four-fifth's of the population of… — Charlie Higson Copy Share
There is no getting around the fact that the moment you are at your very best is the moment you begin to become worse… — Charlie Higson Copy Share
