The House in the Cerulean Sea (Cerulean Chronicles, #1)

by T.J. Klune

“The things we fear the most are often the things we should fear the least. It’s irrational, but it’s what makes us human. And if we’re able to conquer those fears, then there is nothing we’re not capable of.”

But he felt lighter somehow. Like he wasn’t paint blending into the wall. He felt real. He felt present. Almost like he could be seen.

And Linus Baker allowed himself to be selfish. Just this once.

By then, Ms. Jenkins would be demanding his silence. And, if he were a much braver man, he would have told her no. He would have shouted for all to hear that he’d seen what a world looks like with color in it. With happiness. With joy. This world they lived in here wasn’t it, and they were all fools if they thought otherwise.

He laughed, wild and bright.

Linus turned. He kissed the tip of Arthur’s nose. “Thank you.” “For what?” “This. Everything. All this color.”