No parecía enfadada, sólo cansada y harta. Puede que incluso aburrida, y eso habría sido peor que ninguna otra cosa.
Mi hermana vive sobre la repisa de la chimenea, Annabel Pitcher.
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No parecía enfadada, sólo cansada y harta. Puede que incluso aburrida, y eso habría sido peor que ninguna otra cosa.
Mi hermana vive sobre la repisa de la chimenea, Annabel Pitcher.
No te voy a decir lo enamorado que estoy de ti, ni el miedo que me da estar sin ti, ni cómo necesito esconderme de todo el mundo porque nunca va a haber nadie que se te pueda comparar... Me limitaré a dejarte marchar.
— Annabel Pitcher
- Nubes de Ketchup, Annabel Pitcher.
went on a little walk to clear my head, listening to an audio book
Humanos. Somos todos iguais. Não há escapatória. [...] Não importa que língua você fale ou as roupas que vista.
Nuvens de Ketchup, Annabel Pitcher
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My sister lives on the mantelpiece, Annabel Pitcher
Imagine a shadow without a person she replied. I thought of Peter Pan. His shadow had so much more fun in Wendy’s room when Peter wasn’t there. I wanted to explain this to Jas but she had stared to cry so I gave her a tissue and turned on the TV.
The morning of May 1 was perfect, like God had ironed a turquoise cloth across teh sky and stitched a yellow circle right in the middle of it.
Annabel Pitcher, Ketchup Clouds