Thirsty Thursday is a weekly feature, hosted by Nikki & Keira @ Lazy Book Lovers, where we discuss all things swoon-worthy: from quotes, book covers, book boyfriends, and even that worth-the-wait book kiss.

The theme for this week is tear inducing goodbye, and this is my pick:

Book: The Graveyard Book by Neil GaimanGraveyard Book Cover

Why: Nobody “Bod” Owens was raised in a graveyard by its spooky inhabitants. Then it’s time for him to leave and rejoin the world of the living. The magic of the graveyard leaves Bod little by little as his departure nears. He gets to say goodbye to his ghostly parents and friends and, by the time he exits the graveyard, he couldn’t see them anymore.

“Good-bye, then, Silas.” Bod held out his hand, as he had when he was a small boy, and Silas took it, in a cold hand the color of old ivory, and shook it gravely.

“Good-bye, Nobody Owens.”

Bod picked up the little suitcase. He opened the door to let himself out of the crypt, walked back up the gentle slope to the path without looking back.

It was well after the gates were locked. He wondered as he reached them if the gates would still let him walk through them, or if he would have to go back into the chapel to get a key, but when he got to the entrance he found the small pedestrian gate was unlocked and wide open, as if it was waiting for him, as if the graveyard itself was bidding him good-bye.

One pale, plump figure waited in front of the open gate, and she smiled up at him as he came towards her, and there were tears in her eyes in the moonlight.

“Hullo, Mother,” said Bod.

Mistress Owens rubbed her eyes with a knuckle, then dabbed at them with her apron, and she shook her head. “Do you know what you’re going to do now?” she asked.

“See the world,” said Bod. “Get into trouble. Get out of trouble again. Visit jungles and volcanoes and deserts and islands. And people. I want to meet an awful lot of people.”

Mistress Owens made no immediate reply. She stared up at him, and then she began to sing a song that Bod remembered, a song she used to sing him when he was a tiny thing, a song that she had used to lull him to sleep when he was small.

“Sleep my little babby-oh
Sleep until you waken
When you wake you’ll see the world
If I’m not mistaken…”

“You’re not,” whispered Bod. “And I shall.”

“Kiss a lover
Dance a measure,
Find your name
And buried treasure…”

Then the last lines of the song came back to Mistress Owens, and she sang them to her son.

“Face your life
Its pain, its pleasure,
Leave no path untaken”

“Leave no path untaken,” repeated Bod. “A difficult challenge, but I can try my best.”

He tried to put his arms around his mother then, as he had when he was a child, although he might as well have been trying to hold mist, for he was alone on the path.

He took a step forward, through the gate that took him out of the graveyard. He thought a voice said, “I am so proud of you, my son,” but he might, perhaps, have imagined it.

The midsummer sky was already beginning to lighten in the east, and that was the way that Bod began to walk: down the hill, towards the living people, and the city, and the dawn.


Don’t forget to check out Nikki’s and Keira’s picks this week here. My fellow bookworms Camille @ Girl meets Books Lorn @ Pakwanstripes are also writing about their most memorable heart wrenching goodbye moments.



3 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Trackback: Thirsty Thursday (13): Tear-inducing Goodbye | Girl meets Books
  2. Camille
    Sep 18, 2014 @ 08:30:11

    Aww.. that’s why they said there’s no good in goodbyes T__T



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