The Icarus GirlBloomsbury Publishing, 10.05.2013 - 288 Seiten 'This is a beautiful, haunting story of precocious eight-year-old Jessamy ... This compelling tale of folklore and cultural differences is sure to top the bestseller lists' Daily Mail 'A moving study of alienation' Guardian 'An astonishing achievement' Sunday Telegraph _______________ Jessamy Harrison is eight years old. Sensitive, whimsical, possessed of a powerful imagination, she spends hours writing, reading or simply hiding in the dark warmth of the airing cupboard. As the half-and-half child of an English father and a Nigerian mother, Jess just can't shake off the feeling of being alone wherever she goes, and other kids are wary of her terrified fits of screaming. When she is taken to her mother's family compound in Nigeria, she encounters Titiola, a ragged little girl her own age. It seems that at last Jess has found someone who will understand her. TillyTilly knows secrets both big and small. But as she shows Jess just how easy it is to hurt those around her, Jess begins to realise that she doesn't know who TillyTilly is at all. |
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... mother's voice was stern. Jessamy Harrison did not reply. She Was sitting inside the cupboard on the landing, Where the towels and other linen Were kept, saying quietly to herself, I am in the cupboard. She felt that she needed to be ...
... mother's voice was stern. Jessamy Harrison did not reply. She Was sitting inside the cupboard on the landing, Where the towels and other linen Were kept, saying quietly to herself, I am in the cupboard. She felt that she needed to be ...
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... of light grew as the cupboard door opened and her mother looked in at her. Jess could already smell the stain of thick, wrong—flowing biro ink, the Way it smelt when the pen went all leaky. She couldn't see her mum's fingers yet, 4.
... of light grew as the cupboard door opened and her mother looked in at her. Jess could already smell the stain of thick, wrong—flowing biro ink, the Way it smelt when the pen went all leaky. She couldn't see her mum's fingers yet, 4.
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... mother Waited, and Jessamy's brow wrinkled as she scanned her face, perplexed. An explanation was somehow still required. 'I was thinking about something,' she said, after another moment. Her mum leaned on the cupboard door, trying to ...
... mother Waited, and Jessamy's brow wrinkled as she scanned her face, perplexed. An explanation was somehow still required. 'I was thinking about something,' she said, after another moment. Her mum leaned on the cupboard door, trying to ...
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... mother held out a hand and, grasping it, Jess re— luctantly left her towel pillows and stepped out on to the landing. They stood there for a second, looking at each other, then her mother crouched and took Jessamy's face in her hands ...
... mother held out a hand and, grasping it, Jess re— luctantly left her towel pillows and stepped out on to the landing. They stood there for a second, looking at each other, then her mother crouched and took Jessamy's face in her hands ...
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... mother's country that made her begin to struggle and thrash, screaming, half—dangling head first out of the seat, nearly choking on her seat belt, fighting off her mother's hands as she snaked herself away from the little chalk circles ...
... mother's country that made her begin to struggle and thrash, screaming, half—dangling head first out of the seat, nearly choking on her seat belt, fighting off her mother's hands as she snaked herself away from the little chalk circles ...
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