The First Sin (Rosary Marks #1)

You Were Lying

You write differently when you’re tired. Shorter sentences. More profanity.

And I don’t think that was an insult from Cal. It sounds more like reluctant admiration, which I imagine is his preferred love language.

You do seem built for triage. Some people freeze when something goes wrong. Some people fracture. Some people become very calm and very useful.

I suspect you were never going to be anything but useful in a crisis.

Just don’t let usefulness become the only thing you think you’re good for.

That’s a dangerous habit.

And for the record, antiseptic and old coffee is the scent of competence. Panic is optional.

—Ash