Pushing the calico scarf off my head, I felt the greasy slick of my short hair. It had grown since leaving Mrs. Wentworth’s, but was nowhere near being an acceptable length, especially for a whore.
Miss Everett let out a frustrated sigh. “You sold it, I suppose?”
“Yes ma’am,” I said, stacking yet another lie, neat and close to the rest, like sticks bundled for burning.
~The Virgin Cure, Ami McKay
While The Birth House was my favourite of Ami McKay’s books, I enjoyed the Virgin Cure for her use of language. She has a way of story telling that really appeals to me, and a big part of that is her ability to quietly use language to tell hidden stories and create startlingly vivid imagery.
Rocks, Waves, Beach 
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