Claire DeWitt and the City of the Dead (Claire DeWitt Mysteries #1)

by Sara Gran

“Never be afraid to learn from the ether,” Constance told me. “That’s where knowledge lives before someone hunts it, kills it, and mounts it in a book.”

Some people, I saw, had drowned right away. And some people were drowning in slow motion, drowning a little bit at a time, and would be drowning for years. And some people, like Mick, had always been drowning. They just hadn’t known what to call it until now.

We middle-aged white ladies shot our wad a hundred years ago, with our lectures and nagging and Temperance Union.