Thursday, December 13, 2007

Bloor Line, back pack pulling her shoulders straight.

South Asian girl, 14-15, wearing a bright red jacket with black stripe down each arm, and a black and red striped tuque.

Sunwing, Kenneth Oppel (HarperCollins)

Page 6:

The sound picture blazed in Chinook's mind only a fraction of a second, but was so sudden and so horrifying that he cried out and careened into a fir bough, dousing himself with snow.
There's the binders, the lunch bag, the thermos, and the gym shorts. The sneakers, the mittens, the ruler, and the pencil case. Side upon side, edging into folds, straining against the seams encrusted in random flecks left over from early high school, one damp gum wrapper bleeding into the nylon. The outer pocket lies open and empty, the corner pulled down in wait. Zipper on stand by to pull closed the chamber reserved only for the book.

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