Everyone This Christmas Has a Secret (Ernest Cunningham, #3)

by Benjamin Stevenson

The literary detective’s pact of honesty is with the reader, not, unfortunately, with other characters in the story.

head. I imagined his brain was a snow globe of clickbait phrases, the letters all jumbled in color and typeface, as if from ransom letters, and Felman just went with whatever landed first.

I’d bet she had a mug with World’s Best Sister on it, possibly the receipt as well.

It would be a cliché to say she looked thinner, as a more accurate description would be that there was less of her. It wasn’t so much a physical loss. It was the glassiness in her eyes. She took up less space in the room.