Bridge to Terabithia Ch. 7-9

For all his smartness with politics and music, Mr. Burke was inclined to be absentminded. (Ch. 7, p. 83)

He was afraid he would destroy everything by trying to force the magic on his own, when it was plain that the magic was reluctant to come for him. (Ch. 7, p. 83)

Sometimes he would sneak down to the old Perkins place and find Prince Terrein crying on the porch, where Mr. Burke had exiled him. (Ch. 7, p. 85)

Jess found he was really useful to him, not a nuisance to be tolerated or set out on the porch like P.T. (Ch. 7, p. 87)

Next they got the old wallpaper off the living-room wall - all five garish layers of it. (Ch. 7, p. 88)

"I've got some dresses, Jess Aarons." Would wonders never cease? (Ch. 8, p. 103)

Jess tickled her to get her giggling again, so that when the four of them clambered down over the tail gate, they were flushed-faced and happy once more. (Ch. 8, p. 106)

Jess could tune it out the same way he tuned out school, with his body standing up and sitting down in unison with the rest of the congregation but his mind numb and floating, not really thinking or dreaming but at least free. (Ch. 8, p. 107)

It was as though the elements were conspiring to ruin their short week of freedom. (Ch. 9, p. 110)

...the long dry bed of the creek was a roaring eight-foot-wide sea, sweeping before it great branches of trees, logs, and trash, swirling them about like so many Egyptian chariots, the hungry waters licking and sometimes leaping the banks, daring them to try to confine it. (Ch. 9, p. 113)

The rain continued sporadically, so that by Wednesday the creek had swollen to the trunk of the crab apple and they were running through ankle-deep water to make their flight into Terabithia. (Ch. 9, p. 115)

He instantly repented his unkingly manner. (Ch. 9, p. 116)