“Are you going to be sick?” I raise my head. The duke is gone, but Helena is on the window seat, twisting her necklace around her fingers. I don’t answer, because I don’t believe a prisoner owes his captors any sort of report on his health. That, and if I’m going to be sick, I’d prefer to do it all over her, and I’d prefer it to be a stealth attack. ― Mackenzi Lee, The Gentleman’s Guide to Vice and Virtue On paper, Henry “Monty” […]
I understand less than half the words in that sentence, but God bless the book people for their boundless knowledge absorbed from having words instead of friends.
A Gentleman's Guide to Vice and Virtue by Mackenzi Lee
