Two cousins — one miss perfect, one bitter — who used to be close, hang out.

(from Everything Ravaged, Everything Burned)

I think this is the first Wells Tower story I’ve read with female characters front and center. He’s usually super sharp and insightful when it comes to the testosterone-addled brain of a douchebag, dirtball or blowhard. He doesn’t pull any punches with these girls either. They are transparently mean and petty. It’s a fun, dangerous story that ends with an excellent multi-ball humiliation.