Somewhere Beyond the Sea (Cerulean Chronicles, #2)

by T.J. Klune

“I wasn’t going to eat her,” David said. “I was just trying to … make her go … near my … mouth.”

Trust, Arthur knew, was a treasure effortlessly stolen, often without rhyme or reason. And this particular treasure was a fragile thing, a piece of thin glass easily broken.

“You might recall that I can make ink now,” Chauncey said. “My nocturnal emissions, as Lucy calls them.” “We need to have a very serious discussion about calling them that,” Linus said sternly.

Phee glared at them. “If anyone tries to take bacon from me, I’m going to turn them into a tree. And not a good tree. A bad one, like a Bradford pear tree.” They stared at her. She threw up her hands. “Have I taught you nothing? The Bradford pear tree has thorns and the flowers smell like tuna. No one has ever said, oh gee, let me get a good, long sniff of fish flowers.”

it’s okay to not be okay, so long as it doesn’t become all we know.”

This book 😭😭😭😭