Summer Knight (The Dresden Files, #4)

by Jim Butcher

them looked wheezy, and like Billy, the kids who’d been carrying baby fat had swapped it for lean, fit muscle. They hadn’t become a gang of Hollywood soap opera stars or anything, but they looked more relaxed, more confident, more happy – and I saw some scars, some of them quite vicious, showing on bare limbs. Most of the kids wore sweats, or those pullover knit

stood up with a heavy-duty flashlight. At almost the same time, there was a crackle of plastic,