“He jerked a thumb in the direction of the baby on the stretcher, who had put his fingers in his mouth and stopped yelling. ‘That was the driver. Before the accident he was thirty-one. By the time we got here he was eight – in a few hours he’ll be nothing more than a damp patch on the blanket.”

“He jerked a thumb in the direction of the baby on the stretcher, who had put his fingers in his mouth and stopped yelling. ‘That was the driver. Before the accident he was thirty-one. By the time we got here he was eight – in a few hours he’ll be nothing more than a damp patch on the blanket.”

— Jasper Fforde