Don’t lick the guests, darling. Bad manners.

What do you mean?” Leslie’s voice was cool, as if she questioned witches who were flat on their backs being threatened by werewolves every day.

You will eat this and go to sleep, so your pronouns get their antecedents back.

His grandfather had often told him that he tried too hard to move trees when a wiser man would walk around them.

Apparently deciding Charles’s brief introduction wasn’t good enough, his brother reintroduced himself. “Dr. Samuel Cornick, elder brother and tormentor. Very nice to meet you, Anna—

Most of the pack would rather have Darryl mad at them than Auriele.

It was complicated. I understood it, mostly, but I had to think a little sideways to do it.