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The flyscreen door slammed behind me. My feet dragged. I reached each arm into the jacket. Warm sleeves. Crumpled collar. Hands in pockets. Okay. I walked.

Markus Zusak

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Markus Zusak
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: January 1
Novelist
Writer
Sydney
NSW
Doors
Sleeves
Behinds
Jackets
Arms
Pockets
Crumpled
Behind
Walked
Slammed
Feet
Reached
Collar
Hands
Warm
Dragged
Door
Collars
Okay
Jacket

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