Books for kids Quotes

“focussed”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“bother”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“would make each and every one of them millionaires. Moz has pulled us underneath the stand where there is more space to breathe.”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“No wonder everyone is so excited.”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“Dora and John come round after breakfast. They are our next door neighbours”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“gather”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“He crouches down with his arms stretching out horizontally, resting on the shed. 'Climb onto my shoulders and I'll try and lift you up.' I climb onto his back and lever myself as carefully as I can so that I'm sitting on his shoulders. He slowly stands up. 'You're heavy,' he moans. 'Shut up. This was YOUR idea. I can't reach anyway. I'm still too low.' 'Can you stand up on my shoulders? I'll hold your legs.' I feel rather unsteady, but I try one foot at a time. Just as I'm trying to get my second leg to balance on his shoulder, I reach up and can just grab onto the side of the roof and I get my balance. 'I'm there.' 'Excellent, Belle. Can you see it?' 'Yep. It’s shiny, but it’s only half a ball and it’s kind of bleeping.' 'Really? That's odd. Can you reach it and pull it down?”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“doesn't notice me or anything that goes on outside the shed. I've given up wondering what he's up to in there. And there's no point trying to ask him. There's no way he'll tell any of us or even let us through the door. 'Top secret. Important work. Right now you're safer not knowing.' So I ignore Dad and for the first time notice my brother who is trying rather unsuccessfully to climb up one corner of the shed. 'Moz, what are you up to?' I shout. 'Sssh. Quick! Come over here. I need you.' 'What are you doing?' 'Trying to get to that.' 'What?' 'That,' he points up to the top corner of the shed and I see something shiny poking out from the corner of the roof. 'What is it?' I ask. 'No idea. But it looks weird don't you think?' 'Yes. Is it a kind of ball?' 'Not sure. And how did it get there? I want to have a closer look. Help me. Here.”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“there are loads of places to hide. I run behind the pea plants, but he can still see me through the leaves, so I run off and land next to Alice and Dora in between the thorny raspberries. 'Look, Belle, we've found some raspberries that are already ripe. They're so nice.' Alice picks one for me. I taste its sweet raspberriness. 'Yum. Are there more?' 'Not yet. But soon there'll be loads.' 'Got you,' yells John as he runs down the path. He checks us all out deciding who best to make IT. He gives me a look and I know it’s going to be me. So I leap up and run off while he clambers over my sister and Dora. I run quickly, darting between the overgrown potatoes and into the poly-tunnel for the tomatoes. I take a few deep breaths as I emerge from the other end of the poly-tunnel. Looks like I've finally lost John, so I slow down and look around. Dad's shed is in front of me and I can hear him gently tinkering inside. I'm never sure what he's doing in there, but he's so busy he”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“Dora and John come round after breakfast. They are our next door neighbours and we see them practically every day, especially in the summer holidays when we are all bored and hot. Dora is thirteen, just like Alice and Moz. Dora and Alice are best friends forever. It can get a bit much sometimes. But that's OK, because this summer I am mainly hanging out with Moz and John. Moz is my big brother and he's pretty cool. He is enjoying lazing around at home and in the garden, getting a tan. I think this is because he likes to take his t-shirt off all the time to show the girls his cool bod! He has got a lot taller suddenly this year and looks strong and athletic. But I think he's still a bit of a kid inside, wanting to hang out with me and John rather than try and talk to all the cool girls and not knowing what to say. The down-side is that as he's the eldest, he's always bossing us around. He ALWAYS thinks he knows best. John is eleven, like me. He's OK most of the time, but he can be very annoying too. He”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“Dora and John come round after breakfast. They are our next door neighbours and we see them practically every day, especially in the summer holidays when we are all bored and hot. Dora is thirteen, just like Alice and Moz. Dora and Alice are best friends forever. It can get a bit much sometimes. But that's OK, because this summer I am mainly hanging out with Moz and John. Moz is my big brother and he's pretty cool. He is enjoying lazing around at home and in the garden, getting a tan. I think this is because he likes to take his t-shirt off all the time to show the girls his cool bod! He has got a lot taller suddenly this year and looks strong and athletic. But I think he's still a bit of a kid inside, wanting to hang out with me and John rather than try and talk to all the cool girls and not knowing what to say. The down-side is that as he's the eldest, he's always bossing us around. He ALWAYS thinks he knows best. John is eleven, like me. He's OK most of the time, but he can be very annoying too.”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“Mum’s phone beeps. 'Time to go,' she says. Dad gives Mum a quick peck on the cheek. 'I'm off too,' he says, gesturing towards his shed. Dad quit his real job a while ago to work on something important in his shed. 'I'm going to be pretty busy today, kids, so please don't disturb me.' 'Bye,' shouts Mum as she heads out of the door. 'Don't get up to any mischief. And please, Belle, try not to spend ALL day indoors.”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“herself look perfect. Her long dark hair will be pulled into two tidy plaits and she will have tried on almost everything in her wardrobe before putting on her favourite floaty dress. I help Mum by laying the table. I get out the cereal and the milk and make everyone a glass of orange juice. Mum is in a rush as she needs to go to work soon. But Moz, Alice and I have all the time in the world. It’s the school holidays and the sun is shining. I have been up for hours. But unlike my sister, I haven't spent my time making myself look fancy. I'm wearing denim shorts and a faded t-shirt, my most comfy clothes. I've tied back my curly blond hair into a ponytail as best I can, but I know it’s still messy. Oh well. No, I've been up for hours using the computer, chatting to some of my friends on Facebook. I've got Facebook friends from all over the world. Whatever time of day it is there's always someone about for a chat. I can happily spend all day watching videos or playing games with my mates. Moz and Alice don't understand at all. That’s why my Facebook friends are so great. They really get me.”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“What's that?' I say, pointing to a big black box by Dad's side. 'Dunno,' says Moz, 'but I reckon that's what exploded.' The box has plumes of thick dark smoke coming out of it. Dad is trying to keep out of the smoke, but he is still standing very close to the box, as if he doesn't want to let it out of his sight. Moz opens the window and calls out, 'Dad, are you OK?' 'Yes, thanks, Son,' he calls back. 'No problems. Go back to bed.' Just then, the garden is flooded with light. We see the box more clearly. It is a dark, weighty cube and it has wires pointing out of the top. It doesn't look that exciting, kind of like a big battery, but nevertheless Dad shiftily moves across so that he is standing right in front of it. A pink vision appears in the garden. It is my mum in a fluffy, pink dressing gown.”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“is the middle of the night. I am woken up by an enormous explosion. When I look out of the window I see my dad. He is coughing and choking and he is coming out of the garden shed. My name is Isabelle Bright and I am eleven. This is the moment I realise that my dad is not like other dads. My brother, Moz, rushes into the bedroom. 'What on earth was that?' he cries. He joins me at the window. My big sister, Alice, twin sister to Moz, stirs in her top bunk but doesn't bother to get up. 'It's just Dad,' she says, as if it happens every night. My brother and I try to make out what is going on in the moonlight outside. We can see Dad, calmer now, taking big, deep breaths with his hands on his knees.”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“She has turned on all the lights downstairs. 'Are you OK, Stan?' 'What are you doing, Laverne?' shouts Dad. 'Turn the lights off. Do you want everyone to see?' 'It’s late, Stan. Go to bed,' she sighs. 'You too, kids' she calls up at us. We go back to bed. -- The next morning, when Alice and I go down for breakfast, everything is exactly normal again. 'Dad…' I start, but Mum gives me a look that says, 'Don't you dare mention last night.' So I don't say anything. Dad beams at us over a big steaming cup of black coffee. 'Good morning, poppets. You sleep OK?' He looks tired and a bit dirty, but he has a huge grin on his face. 'Yes, thanks,' says Alice. I don't think she remembers last night at all. Right now”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“faces looking down at him. 'Fran,' I say, 'these are my friends and family. Welcome.' Everyone raises their glasses again. 'To Fran,' we cry. After that messages from my other Facebook mates start to pop up on the iPhone. 'Hello,' one says. 'What's been going on?' says another. I whisper, 'Bye Fran, talk”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“It’s one of those unremarkable American college ones. It says 'St”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“There is still a cycle lane down the side of the road, but everyone ignores that and cycles down the middle, although we still follow the system of always cycling on the left, so everyone proceeds in quite an orderly fashion.”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“information”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“up. 'It's just Dad,' she says,”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“Poopy,”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“here?' 'Dunno,' I shrug. 'I bet they have security cameras. You know, CCTV.' I nod. This makes sense and as I look around I see one pointing directly down from the top of the lift. 'Well,' says Fran, 'I think they've probably been watching from up in their security tower.”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“racing. Identical”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“barely”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“that stretches off into the distance.”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“Bleary”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“Satisfied, Moz cycles through them until he is at the front of our little group again.”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“Bye,' shouts Mum as she heads out of the door. 'Don't get up to any mischief. And please, Belle, try not to spend ALL day indoors.”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies

“Isabelle”
― Abigail Hornsea, Books for kids: Summer of Spies