RaeAnn

“Is a dead person talking to you right now?” Carrion asked. He was bent over by the door with his hands on his knees again; it was probably the only position that helped with his nausea. “Yes,” I told him. “Oh, good,” he said in a high-pitched voice. “I thought that was just me.”
― Callie Hart, Brimstone

“I don’t care if she hands you a steaming pile of goat shit,” Mira lectures down the line. “No one complains. Got it? Smile and thank her. This is our last real chance to secure an army.” “What if it’s cow shit?” Ridoc asks. “That’s considerably heavier.” “No complaining,” Drake snaps from the left. “Fuck, it’s like traveling with my parents,” Ridoc mutters.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Onyx Storm