I'm here, Tess. I'm right here, holding your hand. Adam's here, too, he's sitting on the other side of the bed. And… — Jenny Downham Adam Copy Share Image
There's a gang of boys on bikes blocking the road ahead. They've got their hoods up, cigarettes shielded. The sky's a really… — Jenny Downham Arses Copy Share Image
When I first saw Ellie, I knew it was her-- she was my fantasy. I didn't want it to be true, but… — Jenny Downham Being true Copy Share Image
It's really going to happen. I really won't ever go back to school. Not ever. I'll never be famous or leave anything… — Jenny Downham Behinds Copy Share Image
“I used to believe that Dad could do anything, save me from anything. But he can’t, he’s just a man.” — Jenny Downham Copy Share Image
Then she says, ‘I love you.’ Like three drops of blood falling onto snow. — Jenny Downham Blood Copy Share Image
Three points for the dead slowly prising open the lids of their coffins. They want to hunt the living. They can't stop.… — Jenny Downham Autumn 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 Bones Copy Share Image
“Why do I feel like you're not on my side anymore? Please don't give up on me.” — Jenny Downham Copy Share Image
Death straps me to the hospital bed, claws its way onto my chest and sits there.I didn't know it would hurt this… — Jenny Downham Bed Copy Share Image
Don't think you have to be good because you're the only one left. Be as bad as you like. — Jenny Downham Be good Copy Share Image
a little bird moves a mountain of sand one grain at a time it picks up one grain every million years and… — Jenny Downham Bird Copy Share Image
“Was this love? Because it hurt. It felt like a bit of glass stuck somewhere important - his heart or his head.… — Jenny Downham Love Copy Share Image
The shops in High Street still have their metal grilles down, blank-eyed and sleeping. My name is scrawled across them all. I'm… — Jenny Downham Barbecue Copy Share Image
Every few years we disappear, Zoey. All our cells are replaced by others. Not a single bit of me is the same… — Jenny Downham Cells Copy Share Image
“No le digas a tu hija que este planeta se está yendo a la mierda.” — Jenny Downham Shitty-world Copy Share Image
I can see inside planes!' he yells. 'Come and look!' It's difficult climbing in a mini dress...I haul myself up even though… — Jenny Downham Ache Copy Share Image
I didn't understand that when you make love, you actually do MAKE love. Stir things. Affect each other. The breath that escapes… — Jenny Downham Breathe Copy Share Image
“Alchemy, Dex called it, which was something to do with magic if you were French.” — Jenny Downham Copy Share Image
Sometimes if you want something badly enough, you can make it happen. If you miss someone so desperately that it wrecks your… — Jenny Downham Believe Copy Share Image
I miss him as soon as he goes. When he isn't with me, I think I made him up. — Jenny Downham Made Copy Share Image
The last few weeks, it was as if someone had taken his life to pieces and let him see the way it… — Jenny Downham Lasts Copy Share Image
Maybe you should say goodbye, Cal.' 'No.' 'It might be important.' 'It might make her die. — Jenny Downham Before i die Copy Share Image
I've always wanted to be a cat. Warm and domesticated when you want to be, wild when you don't. — Jenny Downham Cat Copy Share Image
