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    The Lost and The Found – Cat Clarke

    “She knows. She definitely knows.  I’m not sure how she knows. I’m not stupid enough to keep a diary, and I’m not one of those weirdos who’s all Mum’s-my-best-friend-and-we-tell-each-other-everything. Perhaps its some kind of sixth sense, unique to mothers?  It’s there in her eyes every time she looks at me. The problem is, I can’t tell how she feels about it. Why can’t that show up in her eyes too? Is she angry? Disappointed? Disapproving? Resigned? A little bit proud?” The day after Faith loses her virginity is the day her life changes forever, but not in the way she might have thought. Her older sister, the sister her parents…

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    Stolen – Lucy Christopher

    “You saw me before I saw you. In the airport, that day in August, you had that look in your eyes, as though you wanted something from me, as though you’d wanted it for a long time. No one had ever looked at me like that before, with that kind of intensity. It unsettled me, surprised me I guess.” Arguing with your parents in an airport in Bangkok during the summer holidays; normal. Talking to a random guy in a coffee shop in that same airport; normal. That guy dropping something in your coffee and taking you away from the airport; not normal. Gemma was confused, taken from everything she…

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    If You Find Me – Emily Murdoch – Early Review

    “Mama says no matter how poor folks are, whether you’re a have, a have-not or break your mama’s back on the cracks in between, the world gives away the best stuff on the cheap.” Carey has spent most her life in the woods, her six year old sister, Jenessa, has spent all her life there. Their mother is a meth addict and often leaves them to fend for themselves. Carey has always been the one in charge when their mother is out of it or gone. Carey’s only priority is survival, and she expects that to be the priority for the foreseeable future. Then one day strangers arrive at their…

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    The Bunker Diary – Kevin Brooks

    “Monday 30th January  10.00am This is what I know. I’m in a low ceilinged rectangular building made entirely of whitewashed concrete. It’s about twelve metres wide and eighteen metres long. A corridor runs down the middle of the building, with a smaller corridor leading off to a lift shaft just over halfway down. There are six little rooms along the main corridor, three on either side. They’re all the same size, three metres by five, and each one is furnished with an iron-framed bed, a hard-backed chair, and a bedside cabinet.” Linus wakes on a wheelchair, in a lift shaft, looking out into a white corridor. He thinks he’s dead…