““Maybe it doesn’t matter whether something is a coincidence or a sign. Maybe the best way to cope with the loss of the people we love is to find them in as many places and things as we possibly can. And in the off chance that the people we lose are still somehow able to hear us, maybe we should never stop talking to them.””
A girl, a confession, but is it all true or not? What do those memories mean? A fantastic book with twists and turns!
“Bodkin! Get in!” yelled Wish, climbing into the cart at the front of the caravan of carts, and Bodkin climbed into the one at the back beside Xar. Wish pushed up her eyepatch, twitched her fingers… and the linked carts rose in the air, over Encanzo’s head, towards where Looter was dangling.
