Sefa knows two things about Mereside: the town by the Eye sleeps lighter than it lets on, and more than one house holds something its owner would rather not count by daylight. That's how she lives — taking little, taking quiet, never staying long enough for anyone to remember her face.
Until one night she lifts something from a stranger's room that nobody reports missing. And a thing no one is looking for has a way of looking for itself.
Not Mine is a warm, wry story about a thief who's spent her whole life running from belonging — to a place, to people, to her own name. About the Eye, which remembers more than it says, and about how the hardest thing to steal is your own permission to stay.

"Not Mine"

by J.D. Urban