For the forty-ninth book in the challenge, I read Mort by Terry Pratchett, the fourth book in the Discworld series.
Death takes an apprentice! Hah! Oh, that kooky anthropomorphization of an existential fear! Seeing as how he has been reaping the souls of humans for…well…ever, Death decides that maybe he should actually try to understand them. It. Humanity. Human-ness. Whatever it is that makes them human and so peculiarly confusing. Of course, he can’t do that and do his job at the same time, so he takes on a human to help out while he investigates the mystery of Life.
It doesn’t go as smoothly as he thinks it will.
I gave this book 4 out of 5 stars.