Monday, April 04, 2016

Den här boken alltså

“My head kinda hurts,” Miss New Mexico said. 
Several of the girls gasped. Half of an airline serving tray was lodged in her forehead, forming a small blue canopy over her eyes. 
“What is it?” Miss New Mexico checked to make sure her bra straps weren’t showing. 
“N-nothing.” Miss Ohio managed an awkward smile. 
- Beauty Queens, Libba Bray

Som Flugornas herre fast med ett gäng unga skönhetsmissar. 

2 comments:

Julia said...

jag vill läsa den här så himla mycket!

Fridolina said...

Den är AWESOME.