Kady Cross

“Her heart kicked hard against her ribs, seized by a terrible fear that refused to let go no matter how hard she pushed.”

“Thank you,” she said, tears leaking out of her eyes. “Thank you so much.” A gentle and hesitant hand came down on her back. “Don’t cry, Treasure. You’ll get me all wet and then I’ll melt. I’m made of sugar, don’t you know.” (Jack Dandy And Finley)”