Bridge to Terabithia Ch. 10-13

When he thought about it, he couldn't suppress a secret pleasure at being alone in this small cozy car with Miss Edmunds. (Ch. 9, p, 125-126)

The coldness began to come back. "I forgot Miss Bessie." "Your daddy's milking her." "I forgot last night, too." She kept nodding her head. "Your daddy did it for you." But it wasn't an accusation. (Ch. 11, p. 137)

He couldn't remember the last time she had made pancakes. He doused them with syrup and began to eat. They tasted marvelous. (Ch. 11, p. 137)

She had made him leave his old self behind and come into her world, and then before he was really at home in it but too late to go back, she had left him stranded there - like an astronaut wandering about the moon. (Ch. 12, p. 145-146)

The coldness inside of him had moved upward into his throat constricting it. (Ch. 13, p. 151)

The bird hopped about a moment more, then flew leisurely away. (Ch. 13, p. 152)

He walked slowly, as part of a great procession, though only the puppy could be seen, slowly forward carrying the queen's wreath to the sacred grove. (Ch. 13, p. 152)

They watched P. T. swimming across, the current carrying him too swiftly, but he not seeming to mind. (Ch. 13, p. 156)

And when he finished, he put flowers in her hair and led her across the bridge - the great bridge into Terabithia - which might look to someone with no magic in him like a few planks across a nearly dry gully. (Ch. 13, p. 163)