Not Wednesday yet? How should I know, this is my holiday.
“For a second I was confused … because I knew her from somewhere, I´d seen that face a million times before. Then I took a step forwards so I could get a proper look and the whole world went silent, frozen, darkness roaring in from the edges and only the girl´s face blazing white at the centre; because it was me. The tilt of the nose, the wide sweep of the eyebrows, every tiniest curve and angle clear as ice: it was me, blue-lipped and still, with shadows like dark bruises under my eyes.”
If you recognize the quotation, or if you think you are able to guess who wrote it, please post a comment. Just leave a hint, don´t spoil the fun by giving too much away. The book will be reviewed on Wednesday.