Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Get Ready For A Long One.

Yes, today I will post about the oh-so-awesome 39 Clues. :D
I'm aware that many of you don't read it but I'm bored so who cares? :D

One day, my dad bought Into The Gauntlet (the tenth book of the series) from Kinokuniya.
After I read it I was like, OMG BEST 39 CLUES BOOK.

So here are some of my favourite parts of the book:

1. Ian had always been taught that truth was a very flexible thing. His mother could smile brightly at another woman and say so charmingly, "Oh, that dress is just perfect for you. Wherever did you get it?" And then behind the woman's back she'd go on for hours about how such a hideous, shapeless old hag could not possibly have picked an outfit any more repulsive than that one. Or -- Ian had heard both of his parents, at different times on the phone, talking to business associates and assuring them, "Why, yes, of course, we have your best interests at heart..." -- and then hanging up, telling a subordinate, "Close down that factory. It's worthless." Or, "Sell that stock. Every last share."

Yes, they can be ruthless with everyone else, but really, they're doing it for their family. For Natalie and me.

Was that why his mother had slapped him earlier that day? Why she'd had Natalie on the verge of tears for, oh, weeks, now? Ian had always found his little sister a bit annoying, but lately he'd actually felt sorry for her, watching her try so hard to please their mother, who'd become completely impossible to please.

2. Broderick's BlackBerry beeped, signaling an incoming text. He read it, then held out the BlackBerry for Jonah to see.

Jonah braced himself against the back of the seat. He'd stayed away from his mum for the past several days. He'd ignored her messages.

He'd worked so hard to make his mother proud of him. He was Jonah Wizard, international star. Was tomorrow the day she'd also expect him to become Jonah Wizard, murderer?

3. "Natalie?" Ian called into the darkness.

He knew she was behind him. He expected to hear her complaining: about how the crowding in the elevator was wrinkling her designer dress, about how the sea air was terrible for her hair.

Instead, his sister reached out and held his hand.

4. Chill, Jonah told himself. Be cool.

Just think of the others as an audience, he told himself.

But audiences were all about love. All he could feel in this elevator was hate.

Well, they're more but I'm lazy to type them all out. :P

-MichelleLim-

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