Emily Rath

Anyone who can handle this much sand beige must be part camel.

This is death, and I’ve died.

Is it possible to die when you’re already dead?

He scowls at me. “What do you think ‘mennään naimisiin’ means?”
I blink back at him. “I don’t know. I don’t speak Finnish!”
“It means ‘marry me,’” he huffs. “I say it all the goddamn time.”
“Well how am I supposed to—”

“I’m her husband. Who the fuck are you?”

something big when I went to go take care of Novy