Status Updates From My Darling Dreadful Thing

“Ruth unhooked herself from my spine and crawled up my throat. I coughed softly to help her, then breathed her out, tendril after tendril of her until she sat beside me, clawlike hands curled in her lap. She worked her broken jaw, producing a series of rapid clicks. The sound was soothing to me. I rested my heavy head against her shoulder.”

Superb.