Across the Green Grass Fields (Wayward Children, #6)

by Seanan McGuire

Having thumbs is sort of like having a magical sword no one can take away from you. It’s destiny!”

There’s nothing wrong with being limited, as long as you have people around to make sure those limitations don’t get you hurt. Or drenched.”

It was hard to be dazzled by a wet, muddy unicorn that was attempting to eat your mattress.