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How unladylike of you to mention such a thing.
Melina Marchetta
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Melina Marchetta
Age: 59
Born: 1965
Born: March 25
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Sydney
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Carmelina Marchetta
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Do something that scares you everyday.
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I didn't know you had a girlfriend, Griggs. Anson Choi feigns surprise. What's her name? I didn't actually catch her name, Griggs continues. Lily, Raffaela says over her shoulder and this time I give her a sideways look. Great to know that I'm in love with a girl with a cool name. It's Taylor's middle name, Raffaela calls bac
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A home to come back to every day of their lives. Where they would all belong or long to be. A place on the Jellicoe Road.
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Santangelo is irritated. We're not suppose to be collaborating. It's supposed to be a war and you're supposed to stick to the boundaries. We've seen you in your jocks, she reminds him. Taylor and Griggs have pashed. You've broken into your father's police station for us. Don't you think the war has lost a bit of its tension?
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Come here,” she says. “No, you come here.” “I said it first.” “Rock paper scissors.” “No. Because you’ll do nerdy calculations and work out what I chose the last six times and then you’ll win.” Will pushes away from the table and his hand snakes out and he pulls her toward him and Tom figures that Will was always going to go to her first.
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But then Froi looked back to where his work lay unfinished and it made him sad because there had been something about the touch of earth in his hands that made him feel worthwhile.
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Where did this come from? Do you know what this is? Luca is going to sneak out of bed in the middle of the night and squirt it on his tongue. It's like drugs for ten-year-olds. Today it's Ice Magic. Tomorrow, heroin.
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The gods do make playthings of us ... but it is we mortals who provide them with the tools.
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Somehow, even in the worst of times, the tiniest fragments of good survive. It was the grip in which one held those fragments that counted.
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What kind of freak is this kid who's giggling hysterically with the girls in the neighbouring beds, each with a crush on the other for being the same age when the rest of the world seems so old?
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This is war, he say quietly. Well thank God you're dressed for it, Griggs.
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This is what I know. I look like my father. My father disappeared when he was seventeen years old. Hannah once told me that there is something unnatural about being older than your father ever got to be. When you can say that at the age of seventeen, it's a different kind of devastating.
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Logical Tom begs emotional stupid dickhead Tom not to ask the question. 'Are you alone?' he asks quietly. He hears her breathing so close to his ear. 'Yes.' 'Good,' he says, his voice croaky. 'I'll sleep like a baby.
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It's funny how you can forget everything except people loving you. Maybe that's why humans find it so hard getting over love affairs. It's not the pain they're getting over, it's the love.
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I wish everyone would stop crying, Tom. Uncle Joe would be so angry about it. But she's crying herself now. He'd be so angry at us, Tom, for crying so much when all he did was laugh.
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How can you just forget a person completely until the moment you see his face again?
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I want to be sitting in front of my computer, where you can press a button to block out your junk mail. These two are my junk mail.
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Back in Georgie's attic, he yanks the phone out of the socket and begins scrolling down the names under dialed calls, praying to anyone who will listen. God. Baby Jesus. Saint Thomas the doubter. Saint Whoever, patron saint of losers. Praying, Please, please, don't let it be true. The first name shatters him. The second makes his head spin.
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A kiss is the prize?’ he asked sadly. ‘Even more than giving me the rest of you? It should be the other way round, Princess. In the real world, it's called courting. You let a lad kiss you and then you offer him more.’ ‘Let me tell you something, Olivier,’ she said with tears of sorrow in her eyes, ‘this is my real world.
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One day came. Because finally I understood.
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