4 Quotes by Christie Nieman

When he looks up at her, he doesn't see her, and it's like a cold wind whistling through her bones.

She feels a bit lighter, like she has been carrying around a heavy pocketful of precious stones, and she has just given one away.

Their mum used to joke that Delia had swallowed a bird, and the bird was singing away somewhere deep inside there.

But then the golden stars began to fall. The effect was incredible. Golden streaks against a dark sky. It was mesmerising. They floated down to about a metre above the ground and then winked out. I was transfixed by the beauty of it.