Dynamite prose and a compelling, weird cadence make this book a real stand-out for me. File it away as another unhinged woman narrative that is probably just my favourite thing lately—and I don’t see that changing any time soon.

It doesn’t overstay it’s welcome. Quick and punchy. Something like fantasy. An ageless daughter and her guardian heal people as they come to them with a spiritual bent. It uses soft worldbuilding techniques, clearly uninterested in particulars and more focused on interactions, feelings, and atmosphere.

It makes it’s point well, with a through line of theme stitched across. And then it leaves. Pretty much immediately. It’s like old horror in that ways. Central tension over? Roll credits. I could not put this down. Absolutely great. And a strong contender for an easy, fun reread in the future.