Ghost Ship

what Kamele’s state of mind might be at this point in her relationship with Theo’s father, he found himself reluctant to imagine. As she was a woman of great good sense, it was likely that she wanted to murder him—for which he would blame her not at all.

Youth is a circumstance that time corrects, and error teaches us to err again along a different vector.

Especially given Bechimo’s feelings about Uncle, who, as it happened, was on the Disallowed List, the Double-Plus Disallowed List and, Theo guessed, the Don’t Send a Mother’s Day Card List.

Jeeves, I must ask your assistance in the matter of the pronoun.

And us—we already changed—the two of us and both together—and now we gotta change some more.” “Must we?” he asked, and she felt him put his cheek against her hair. “I can’t see any way out of it, if we’re gonna do what we said we’d do. Right up front, we’re gonna hafta stop thinking that surviving ’til lunchtime is a long-term plan.” He laughed, softly. “Until dinner, then?” “It’s a start,” she said.