Once again, unable to ﬁnish a book before its due date back at the library. Part of it might have been that I liked some of these stories a whole lot better than others. The pseudo-modern-fairy-tale/mythology-retellings weren’t heavy on the clever for me. But I did enjoy the creepier stories, like the librarian in love with a lady whose family shares a serious sense of loss, namely limbs and noses. I didn’t get around to the story about the girl detective visiting the underworld to solve a case about tap-dancing bank robbers, so I guess I’ll have to scope out this book again sometime.