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61 " Up close Rose can smell her chewing gum breath, her creek-scented hair, the sweat dried out on her white dress. "
― Karen Foxlee , The Midnight Dress
62 " 26 In which we say goodbye to Ophelia Jane Worthington-Whittard After the hospital, where Mr. Whittard had his arm bandaged, they went in a taxi to the hotel. They drove through the streets of the city, where it no longer snowed. Alice folded all the clothes the museum curator had given her and left them neatly on her bed. She re-dressed herself, the way she had always dressed, in jeans and a T-shirt. She applied blood-red lipstick, which was way too grown-up for her. The sun was just up. It shone everywhere on the snow and on the glistening white trees and on all the windows. Behind each window there were people waking up to Christmas Day. They would no doubt open their presents, eat, and ice-skate. They would not set a time limit; they would skate into the night, and their cheeks would burn bright, and they would smile. Somewhere a man would take a violin out and begin to play. At the airport the family’s three suitcases were checked and the large, unusually shaped package was checked as well. The unusually shaped package went through the X-ray machine, and security looked very surprised until Ophelia’s father produced his card, which read: MALCOLM WHITTARD LEADING INTERNATIONAL EXPERT ON SWORDS They took their seats and rested, waiting for takeoff. Ophelia felt for Alice’s hand, and Alice squeezed in return until they were high in the air. Ophelia looked at her watch. They would be home within a few hours. She went to calculate … and stopped. Be brave, her mother whispered in her ear, and then was gone. From the airplane window Ophelia could see the city below. All the small and winding gray cobblestone streets, all the shining silver buildings and bridges, the museum, getting smaller and smaller until it was lost. She caught just a glimpse of the vast and fabled sea before the clouds covered this world. In that tiny moment she fancied she saw blue water, perfect blue water, the whitecaps breaking. Then that view was gone, swallowed up by the whitest clouds she’d ever seen. Ophelia Jane Worthington-Whittard, brave, curious girl, closed her eyes and smiled. THE END. "
― Karen Foxlee , Ophelia and the Marvelous Boy
63 " Ophelia had never been prophesied before. It made her feel annoyed. "
64 " And also it was a Thursday, and nothing miraculous ever happened on Thursdays. "
65 " A rumor grows, there in the first evening shadows, and gathers speed. A patchy, slippery, taffeta rumor. She was wearing a dress. A dark blue dress. And this dress was made by a witch. "
― Karen Foxlee
66 " After the lake everywhere Beth looked there was light. Dad, face bent over her, wore a halo. A tree was on fire with white cockatoos. The dam wall shone like a bride's skirt. The star-covered lake moved inside her. In the car our faces glowed. The sky pressed its bright face to the window.At home our mother noticed the stain on her shorts, and in the toilet even the blood on her underpants shone.'Do not be afraid,' whispered Nanna at the toilet door. She said the prayer for young girls who are menstruating.'I'm not afraid,' said Beth. "
― Karen Foxlee , The Anatomy of Wings
67 " And already in countless darkened bedrooms, on beds beneath ceiling fans that thump and whir, girls lie dreaming of dresses. "
68 " When she dipped her toes in the sea that morning, she broke its smooth olive-green skin. And when she turned, she saw the mountain, looming behind her, sitting sage in its skirt of clouds. "
69 " Pearl writes with the highlighters, mixing all the colors, big letters, tangerine and lime and lemon and cherry pink. She adds huge exclamation marks and instead of dots there are love hearts above each letter i. It makes Rose feel faintly queasy. "