“I wanted to cry out. I wanted to wail. But all I could do was follow Emma in a state of mute shock and panic. It was like those terrible dreams where I was falling down, down, down from the… — Sarah Shepard Copy Share Image
“I looked over Emma’s shoulder. I recognized the girls in the photos. I understood we used to be close. But they were like books… — Sarah Shepard Copy Share Image
“I wanted to cry out. I wanted to wail. But all I could do was follow Emma in a state of mute shock and… — Sarah Shepard Copy Share Image
