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“Brett was all sharp edges, broken glass in the shape of a girl. She knew what she wanted—to get off this street and out of this town.”
Me in 2002

“But while I might not have a good answer, I’ve got a bunch of bad answers. I think I mentioned that I used to be a schoolmistress and so I got really good at giving plausible-sounding responses to whatever questions were thrown at me.”

What a well-written frustrating book.

“People don’t understand that being good at something does not mean that you have any skill at teaching it to other people.”
Attacked 💀

“One advantage of having worked as a teacher for so long was that I could seethe internally while keeping an expression of polite interest on my face.”
Ditto.

“The door led through a small scullery into the kitchen. The walls needed whitewash and the stove was a monstrous iron beast the size of a coffin, but it was warm and smelled like baking bread. My shoulders, which had been inching up around my ears, relaxed a little. Such is the power of bread.”
Word. 🙏🥖🍞🥯🙏

“They went back to their flower arrangement. Two demons, declaring peace after a millennium of mutual loathing and hatred. A tentative alliance to protect and preserve.”
❤️🥹❤️

“So that’s it, then. It’s that easy. You just get to have kids, fuck them up, shove them out into a world that hates them, and call it a day.”
😬

“‘I don’t give a fuck how much you weigh,” she’d said when Emmett pressed her on it. “I’m not gonna say ‘You look good’ like I thought you looked bad before. And anyone who does is an asshole.’”
👏👏

“Never once had he blown out his birthday candles or glimpsed a star arcing across the night sky without wringing the words through his mind: I wish I was thin.”
😬

Never stop giving me more of this series!!!

Continued…
I don’t want to be told that she loves you and sees past your powerful magic, I WANT TO BE SHOWN THAT VIA YOUR INTERACTIONS. The plot felt too rushed. Anyway, what do I know…

I can’t get into this story. It has the cozy elements, but I care more about the side characters than the protagonists, whose romance isn’t fully developed, nor are they. I see the character debates being established through p.o.v’s of inner thoughts, but it’s not enough. It’s like “oh, I am so in love with this woman because she’s sees the ‘real me,’ not just the powerful magic.” Ok, but…