The Tail of Emily Windsnap Quotes

“The tail of Emily Windsnap"everyone has a secret . mines alittle different. i figured out i am a mermaid.”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“You can’t make people stop loving each other just because a law says it’s wrong,” I said.”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“But remember, it’s just between you and me!”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“through, but my shoulders were too big to follow. This wasn’t going to work. Unless I swam through on my side. . . . I tried again, coming at the bars sideways. But it was no good. I couldn’t squeeze my face through the gap. I never realized my nose stuck out that much! I held on to the bars, flicking my tail as I thought. Then it hit me. How could I have been so stupid? I turned to face them. Just like before, I edged my head through the bars, as slowly and carefully as I could. All I needed to do now was flip onto my side and pull the rest of my body through. But what if I got stuck — my head on one side, my body on the other, caught forever with my neck in these railings? Before I had time to talk myself out of it, I swiveled my body onto its side.”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“They're friendship pebbles. They mean that we're best friends-if you want to be.”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“Where did he go?” “That’s just it. No one ever heard from him again. The strain was obviously too much for him,” he said sarcastically. “What strain?” “Fatherhood. Good-for-nothing slacker. Never willing to grow up and take responsibility.” Mr. Beeston looked away. “What he did — it was despicable,” he said, his voice becoming raspy. “I will never forgive him.” He got up from the bench, his face hard and set. “Never,” he repeated. Something about the way he said it made me hope I’d never get on his wrong side. I followed him as we carried on along the boardwalk. “Didn’t anybody try to find him?” “Find him?” Mr. Beeston looked at me,”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“Brightport looked so small: a cluster of low buildings, all huddled around a tiny horseshoe-shaped bay, a lighthouse at one”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“DOWN!”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“gold”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“We can’t get over it; we can’t get under it.” Shona was by my side, her eyes bright like the coral. “We’ll have to go through it!”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“Aaron’s”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“fumbled round the sides of my tail. My hand slipped through a gap. Pockets! I did have them!”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“looking”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“mom’s”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“For a moment I wished I’d gone up to meet them yesterday after all. If I had, maybe I’d be looking around at everything with wide innocent eyes like Shona was doing now, instead of waiting for something awful to happen. But then, if I had, Althea and Marina might not be interested in me. They wouldn’t want a human hanging around with them. And surely Shona wouldn’t either. No, it was the mermaids I wanted to be with. I was one of them now, and that’s how it was going to stay.”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“tote”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“you haven’t managed to catch so much as a goldfish since we got here! Even if I were to believe that you have seen a mermaid — which, frankly, I don’t — how in heaven do you propose to catch the thing?” Dad pulls at his net. “I haven’t got the whole plan figured out yet, have I? I’ve only just seen them. A group of them. Swimming in the deep water. One of them had gold stars shining in her tail. There was a merman too, with long black hair and a shiny silver tail. A merman! For God’s sake, Maureen!” He grips her arm again. “I’m telling the truth! You’ll see I am.” Mom pulls away and turns to me. “Come on, Mandy. Help me get some dinner. I’ve had enough of your father and his daydreams for one afternoon.” I follow Mom as we pick our way through undergrowth, scavenging for food like vagrants.”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“Oh, by the way, Mom, I’ve been meaning to ask. I don’t suppose you married a merman, had his child, and then never saw him again? OR THOUGHT TO TELL YOUR DAUGHTER ABOUT IT? HUH???”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“moonlight.”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“mermaid”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“Thy”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“fro.”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“Millie,”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“Mr. Beeston gave Dad one of his I’m-very-important-and-I-know-a-lot-more-than-you looks.”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“Mr. Beeston took a step forward and cleared his throat in his I-know-you-work-for-Neptune-but-I’m-clearly-the-most-important-person-here kind of way.”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“Every morning for the last two weeks, I have woken drenched in sweat and writhing in the agony of terrors I can barely describe,” Neptune began. “I cannot see the exact nature of the terrors — I can merely feel them.” “You feel them?” I asked. “You mean like someone’s hurting you?” “No one is there. No one is near. There is only myself,” Neptune replied. “And my mind.” “Your mind? You mean you’re imagining the terrors?” Aaron asked. Neptune’s eyes darkened. For a moment he looked more like his usual self. “Imagining?” he said angrily. “You think the king of all the oceans IMAGINES terrors?” Aaron gulped. “N-no, Your Majesty,” Aaron stammered. “I’m sorry. I thought you said —”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“our hearts, we’d left each other many years earlier.” I thought of my own childhood up until last year. Growing up without my dad hadn’t been easy. But I’d never for a second doubted Mom’s love for me. I couldn’t imagine what it would have been like without that. For the first time ever, I really, truly felt sorry for Mr. Beeston. “Why do you want to see her now, then?” I asked. Mr. Beeston shook himself. He cleared his throat and seemed to drag himself back into the present. “I take my work seriously. You know”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“school, or you could write one yourself. No one will ever know.” “Of course they will! No, we can’t do that.” “Yes, we can. I’ll just —” “Now, Emily, don’t start with your arguing. I haven’t got the patience for it.” Her mouth tightened into a determined line. “I cannot allow you to live your life like this.” “But you don’t —” “What I do is my own business,” she snapped. “Now please stop answering me back.” She paused for a second before opening her address book. “No, there’s nothing else”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“photographic”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap

“every”
― Liz Kessler, The Tail of Emily Windsnap