“How is dear Charlotte?’ Celia asked sweetly, then launched into an account of how they’d been having their usual ‘Fucking shut up’, ‘No, you fucking shut up’, row a couple of evenings ago, when Yuri had opened the front door… — Sarra Manning Copy Share Image
“Was there a better sound in the world than a champagne cork popping? Hell, no.” — Sarra Manning Copy Share Image
“You took out a book on blow-job technique from the British Library? They shouldn't have books like that in there!” — Sarra Manning Copy Share Image
“thought about having one last kiss, but in the end the only way she could leave was to walk away without looking back.” — Sarra Manning Copy Share Image
“...occasionally I can be quite evil, when there's no-one around to realise.” — Sarra Manning Copy Share Image
“He was old-fashioned looking, Grace decided. Not just the suit, which made him look as though he should be taking the air in one… — Sarra Manning Copy Share Image
“He didn't say anything and I thought I'd shocked him, because I tend to do that. Not just with Michael but with pretty much… — Sarra Manning Copy Share Image
“Generation Y are everything you feared. They’re everything your worst nightmares conjured up. They’re lazy, apathetic, unoriginal, scared of innovation, scared of difference, just… — Sarra Manning Copy Share Image
“I think sometimes she lies in bed at night and plots ways to make my life suck. There can be no other explanation.” — Sarra Manning Copy Share Image
Just once, I'd like to find a boy. And I like him and he likes me. And we have a laugh and the kissing's… — Sarra Manning Copy Share Image
“When your mother doesn't want to have the sex talk with you any more but instead wants to talk about the possibility that you… — Sarra Manning Copy Share Image
