I feel like the author could have put a little more thought into the time travel aspect of it. Every couple pages she would explain away a complication by having the characters say "Well, it's a paradox" or "It's not a paradox" without going into further detail. It was as if I, as the reader, sho...
My stomach cramps at the sight of him, like my body has come to associate his face with pain. I look at Finn, but he’s still somewhere else. I hold his rigid hand in my own. Richter gets in his car when the valet brings it around, but he doesn’t drive away. He lets it idle, sending fogging plumes...