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The knife of never letting go / Patrick Ness. — 1st U.S. ed. p. cm. (Chaos walking ; [bk. 1]). Summary: Pursued by power-hungry Prentiss and mad minister Aaron. LETTING GO Zack finished setting up the small pyramid of logs on the grate. Samantha watched his hands as he crumpled. A dystopian thriller follows a boy and girl on the run from a town where all thoughts can be heard – and the passage to manhood embodies a horrible secret. Todd Hewitt is the only boy in a town of men. Ever since the settlers were infected with the Noise germ, Todd can hear.

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The Knife of Never Letting Go by Patrick Ness is about a boy named Todd. Hewitt . He is one month away from turning thirteen, which is the day he becomes a. The Knife of Never Letting Go - Download as Word Doc .doc /.docx), PDF File . pdf), Text File .txt) or read online. Get this from a library! The knife of never letting go. [Patrick Ness] -- Pursued by power-hungry Prentiss and mad minister Aaron, young Todd and Viola set out.

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What parents need to know Parents need to know that this is a fantasy book, but it does feature some gruesome violence -- horrible injuries are described graphically, and there is a shocking level of brutality, especially of men toward boys, women, and animals. One climactic fight involves the breaking of bones, snapping of gristle, crushing of eyeballs, and lots of blood.

The Knife of Never Letting Go by Patrick Ness

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I believe me. Manchee comes outta the bushes and sits down next to me cuz I've stopped right there in the middle of a trail. He looks around to see what I might be seeing and then he says, "Good poo, Todd.

What I want this year is a hunting knife like the one Ben carries on the back of his belt. Now that's a present for a man. On we walk. The main bunch of apple trees are a little ways into the swamp, down a few paths and over a fallen log that Manchee always needs help over. When we get there, I pick him up around his stomach and lift him to the top. Even tho he knows what I'm doing, he still kicks his legs all over the place like a falling spider, making a fuss for no reason at all.

We both jump down to the other side, Manchee barking "Jump! The leap over the log is where the dark of the swamp really starts and the first thing you see are the old Spackle buildings, leaning out towards you from shadow, looking like melting blobs of tan-coloured ice cream except hut-sized.

No one knows or can remember what they were ever sposed to be but best guess by Ben, who's a best guess kinda guy, is that they had something to do with burying their dead. Maybe even some kind of church, even tho the spacks didn't have no kind of religion anyone from Prentisstown could reckernize.

I keep a wide distance from them and go into the little grove of wild apple trees. The apples are ripe, nearly black, almost edible, as Cillian would say. I pick one off the trunk and take a bite, the juice dribbling down my chin.

I stand up straight. I feel the charge in my blood again. And so I listen. And I turn my head a little and I listen some more. There's a hole in the Noise. Which can't be. It's weird, it is, out there, hiding somewhere, in the trees or somewhere outta sight, a spot where your ears and your mind are telling you there's no Noise.

It's like a shape you can't see except by how everything else around it is touch- ing it.

Like water in the shape of a cup, but with no cup. It's a hole and everything that falls into it stops being Noise, stops being anything, just stops altogether. It's not like the quiet of the swamp, which is never quiet obviously, just less Noisy. But this, this is a shape, a shape of nothing, a hole where all Noise stops. Which is impossible. There ain't nothing but Noise in this world, nothing but the constant thoughts of men and things coming at you and at you and at you, ever since the spacks released the Noise germ during the war, the germ that killed half the men and every single woman, my ma not excepted, the germ that drove the rest of the men mad, the germ that spelled the end for all Spackle once men's madness picked up a gun.

What's it, Todd? My blood-charge leaps so hard it about knocks me over. Manchee yelps in a circle around me, barking and barking, making me double-spooked, and so I smack him on the rump again "Ow, Todd?

So it's gotta be a something, don't it?

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I guess we're looking for it, then. I start walking all slow-like up to the biggest of the melty ice cream scoops. I stay outta the way of anything that might be looking out the little bendy triangle doorway. Manchee's sniffing at the door frame but he's not growling so I take a deep breath and I look inside.

It's dead empty.

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The ceiling rises up to a point about another length of me above my head. Floor's dirt, swamp plants growing in it now, vines and suchlike, but nothing else. Which is to say no real nothing, no hole, and no telling what mighta been here before. It's stupid but I gotta say it.

I'm wondering if the Spackle are back. But that's impossible.

But a hole in the Noise is impossible. So something impossible has to be true. I can hear Manchee snuffling around again outside so I creep out and I go to the second scoop.

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Since then, I've lived in Hawaii, Washington, Calif We want your feedback! Click here. Publication Details Publisher: Candlewick Press Imprint: Candlewick Publication Date:I have honestly never read something so richly-coated with action and substance in such equal measures.

Space colonies. Please re-enter recipient e-mail address es. If you're up for a punch in the stomach. Todd thinks he knows why, but there's a lot that he doesn't understand.