Maureen Johnson
Maureen Johnson
Maureen Johnsonis an American author of young adult fiction. She has published ten young adult novels to date, including the Shades of London series and the Suite Scarlett series...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth16 February 1973
CityPhiladelphia, PA
CountryUnited States of America
running ran
I ran like a thing that runs.
sports running talking
I like to talk. Talking is kind of my thing. If talking had been a sport option at Wexford, I would have been captain. But sports always have to involve running, jumping, or swinging your arms around. You don’t get PE points for the smooth and rapid movement of the jaw.
paris needs reason
Why Paris? Paris needs no reason. Paris is its own reason.
mad lasts
I'm the last of the mad ones.
tea cups hot
Hot tea," he said, holding the cups. "It's just wrong.
thinking brave said
One question," I said. "Did you tell me all that because you think I'm going to die?" "No," he said. "It's because you're doing something brave, and I felt I should too." "I'll take that as a yes," I said.
fun thinking shoes
It's us," Stephen said. "Oh, thank God," said a voice. Callum emerged from behind the Dumpster. Even with all that was going on, it was hard not to take notice of this: he wore only his underpants and his socks and shoes. ...I don't think I hid my staring very well either. "Go ahead and change," Stephen said, handing me the bag. "I'll go and get the car." "Please be quick," Callum added. "This is not as fun as it appears.
book police information
I dumped out the bag and found what had been inside was a bunched-up police uniform, complete with the vest. "Where did you get this?" Boo asked. "It's Callum's," he said. "What's he wearing?" "At the moment, not much of anything. Put it on." I noticed Book perk up a bit at this piece of information.
said persons
Did I just kill someone?" "You can't kill a dead person," Callum said. "Makes no sense.
men leaving tea
All right. Normal rules apply." "Right." The man walked off, leaving us. "What are the normal rules?" I asked. "He walks away and has a tea break and doesn't ask any questions.
ideas iron trying
I try to shake it loose-but these ideas, they cling. It's like I'm shackled to them with an iron chain. They rattle along behind me, dragging against the ground, always reminding me of their presence.
awkward
Don't get stabbed. It makes everything awkward.
natural quarrels making-up
Quarrels are a natural part of relationships. Making up is always the best part.
fun children years
But we made our own fun, mostly. I recall a time, many years later, when American children seemed unable to amuse themselves without a fortune in electrical and electronic equipment. We had no fancy equipment and did not miss it.