Bullington, Jesse books

The Enterprise of Death

She sat in the back of the hut, staring straight ahead, and Awa bit her lip. She wanted Omorose to tell her it was different, to tell her it was a lie, but the corpse only sat there until Awa told it to get up. “You’re not Omorose,” Awa said, her voice cracking. “I am her body,” said the corpse. ...