trapped and skinned my first undead when I was fifteen years old. I wasn’t
strong enough to break open the skull bare-handed to get to the brain—a main
component of the tanning process—but my mentor helped me along. He was a good
soul in that manner—fast to criticize mistakes, yet always quick with a kind
word should the situation call for it. We enjoyed an easy rapport until he
found out I wasn’t quite the young man I purported to be.
That is to say,
everything changed between us when he discovered I was a girl.
Praise for Skin Trade:
"Tonia Brown has managed to do some richly compelling world building, told a harrowing coming of age story, and given us a complex and multifaceted exploration of the question of loyalty that reminded me of Steinbeck and Harper Lee at their best."~Joe McKinney, Bram Stoker Award-winning author of Flesh Eaters and Dead City