May’s character is ready to meet you:
Marphy had a sideways face, always sloping like melted butter toward her shoulder, and Rex wondered if she would have been straighter had they named her something else. She drew elaborate cities in the dirt and gravel before their paint-chipped home, spending hours trapping two-dimensional skyscrapers within grid-like streets that stretched, eventually, nowhere. Once, Rex couldn’t help but laugh when he stood over her shoulder to assess the latest city; two larger city blocks were book-ended by four smaller ones on each side: Marphy’s city spelled “BOOB.”
Take this one somewhere unexpected!