“Now I wished she’d never broken any of her rules. I understood why she held to them so hard. Once you broke the first one, they all broke, one by one, like firecrackers exploding in your face in a parking lot on the Fourth of July.”
“He had never disobeyed the order to hide. Even as a toddler, barely able to walk in the backyard’s tall grass, he had somehow understood the fear in his mother’s voice. But on this day, the day they began taking the woods away, he hesitated.”
″‘Do you think we’re going to leave this bath now?’ said Beaver Hateman, going menacingly to to Uncle.
‘Yes, I do!’
‘Well, you’re jolly well wrong! I’m going to stay here all night, if I want to!‘”