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480 pages, Kindle Edition
Published June 9, 2020
[The owl-woman] repeated, “Have you seen my glove? I was sitting here,” and gestured to a cushioned bench I’d been about to stumble over.
“Um, I have not,” I said, with what I’m afraid is my typical level of cleverness when taken very off guard at a ball. “What does it look like?”
“It has four tubes for my fingers and one tube for my thumb. Like this.” The women held up her still-gloved hand.
“I will keep an eye out for it,” I said, sympathetically, but also in a firm conversation-ending way.
It was like nothing they’d ever tasted before, the death offering of a human being. Oh, the jolt of it! The juice! The effervescent intoxication!
“Always wanted a sister” [said Betony].
My heart belled within me; I became a cathedral. “Me too.”