All You Can Ever Know by Nicole Chung
The White Darkness by David Grann
American Like Me by America Ferrera
A River in Darkness by Masaji Ishikawa
Shall I compare thee to another series?Thou art more beloved by me than most books.Why this is so I have several theoriesAnd forever in me you have your hooks.Thou art far more witty and have more heartThan so many books before you I've read.You are wacky, wonderful, you are smart.Reaching the end of you I do so dread.Lisa Lutz, your author, is wise, 'tis true.Relationships and family struggles,Love, grief, regret, hilarity make youEnthralling for some books full of Muggles.You are dear to me, Spellman family.Devoted to you, I will always be.
Anna understood the customs of these events: a polite question was asked, and a polite answer was provided. She also knew that honesty was often the most direct path to ending a conversation.
"Do you have a name?" he asked."Doesn't everyone?" she said.
"I'm not asking for your phone number or even a last name. Just give me something to call you," he said.
"I'm Kate," Anna said.
She smiled at her little joke. Miles thought the smile was for him. She had done this before, given Kate's name. She did it because she was doing something Kate would never do.
"A pleasure meeting you, Kate."
"Is it?
"She's incapable of having a normal conversation. I asked if she had any brothers or sisters. She said, 'Yes.' That's all. I asked her what she did for fun. She said, 'Not work.' I asked her what she'd done before coming to Blackman and Blackman, and she said, 'Something completely different.' I even made the mistake of inquiring about the scar on her forehead. It's not like she tries to hide it or anything. Told me she got it in a prison knife fight. Sometimes her only response to a question is 'I don't plan to answer that.'"