Beastly Bones (Jackaby, #2)

by William Ritter

Some girls work in shops or sell flowers. Some girls find husbands and play house. I assist a mad detective in investigating unexplained phenomena—like fish that ought to be cats but seem to have forgotten how. My name is Abigail Rook, and this is what I do.

I did not need him to hold my hand through every little thing.

Idk, sometimes I wish that "plucky heroine" wasn't a convenient excuse for "needlessly gets herself into trouble".

“Fortune favors the prepared. Unless you’re talking about the Fates, in which case fortune generally favors Zeus. Were you talking about the Fates?”

you.” I took a sip. It was probably the worst tea ever brewed. I took another sip.

people are stupid. We’re not walking the path. We are the path. We are all of the roads and all of the intersections.