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“I feel as though I should say something profound, or enact some rite, or trade something to make it official. I want to transfer some trinket which would allow me to say that she's my girl, some kind of currency that proves to people that she likes me back. Something that would permit me to think about her all the time without feeling guilty or helpless or hopelessly far away. I guess I'm just so excited, I want to cage this thing like a tiny red bird so if can't fly away, so it stays the same, so it's still there the next time. For keeps, like a coin in your pocket. Like a peach pit from Mad Jack Lionel's tree. Like scribbled words in a locked suitcase. A bright balloon to tie to your bedpost. And you want to hug it close, hold it, but not so tight it bursts.”

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Jasper Jones

In this poignant and gripping story, young Jasper Jones becomes entangled in a web of secrets and lies when a girl in his town goes missing. As he navigates the complexities of adolescence and the prejudices of his small town, Jasper must confront his own fears and biases to uncover the truth. more

Author

Craig Silvey
Craig Silvey

Born in 1982 in Australia, Craig Silvey is a highly regarded novelist known for his profound character development and unique narrative style. His works have won numerous literary awards and have been widely praised by readers. more

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