"They're the Places Between Places," Teacher explained.
The man was shouting at the woman, who wept and hugged herself tightly.
There was a bruise high on her cheek, and she was rocking back and forth like a child as the man heaped abuses upon abuses on her, ranting and raving angrily.
She smiled at Sigurrós Stefánsdóttir and licked her lips with a cruel, carnal hunger. No one could harm her while they were in the Library. Some people were very sad when they heard this had happened.
"You see," Miss Midnight explained patiently, "even though she wasn't a very nice person, she was the Last Fox.
On her fifth birthday, Sigurrós Stefánsdóttir looked down at the cake that her foster mother had baked for her and wished that her real parents had never died.