In the Woods

by Tana French

What I saw transformed with a click like a shaken kaleidoscope. I stopped falling in love with her and started to like her immensely.

Woman who is person now cannot be fantasy says teenaged adult man

I worry that I might come out of hypnosis with that sugar-high glaze of self-satisfied enlightenment, like a seventeen-year-old who’s just discovered Kerouac, and start proselytizing strangers in pubs.

(Cassie calls these preliminary background interviews the nuthin’ stage of a case: nobody saw nuthin’, nobody heard nuthin’, nobody did nuthin’),

“Please, Ryan, do us both a favor and grow up; you know exactly what I mean. She smiles at inappropriate times, and, as you spotted, she wasn’t wearing a bra.” I had noticed that, but I hadn’t realized that Cassie had as well, and the dig irritated me. “She may well be a very nice girl, but there’s something off there.”

Tana french hates this man lol