Lost in the Moment and Found (Wayward Children, #8)

by Seanan McGuire

That’s one of the things about living in a body. It can change, but the ways it changes today will be the ways it has always been tomorrow. If the modification isn’t noted in the moment, then it can be all too easily dismissed.

The feeling of something being forgotten was often a message from the shop itself, an attempt at communication by something essentially voiceless. She’d learned to listen, over the years. That seemed to be the key, the thing that made it all better. Listening.