“So from now on, screw "perfect." Forget for a while about what kind of person you want to be, and just be the best version of the person you are. Figure out which of your classmates you genuinely like (not… — Kat Rosenfield Copy Share Image
“She was dry, dry inside like a ten-thousand-year-old tomb, with the last of her life barely dampening the dirt underneath.” — Kat Rosenfield Copy Share
“That girl, dead and gone, her spirit trapped forever just inside town limits—she'd come from someplace, was going somewhere. Until destiny had stepped into… — Kat Rosenfield Copy Share
“It was there that I wanted, out there somewhere, when I sat elbow-to-elbow with my giggling friends and let my thoughts swirl up and… — Kat Rosenfield Copy Share
“Murder in a small town is always more than a paragraph in the local paper. In a place so insulated, where lives are so… — Kat Rosenfield Copy Share
“So from now on, screw "perfect." Forget for a while about what kind of person you want to be, and just be the best… — Kat Rosenfield Copy Share
“There was not supposed to be blood on the road. That girl, dead and gone, her spirit trapped forever just inside town limits-- she'd… — Kat Rosenfield Copy Share
“Once upon a time, the great big world outside Bridgeton had seemed like Xanadu - miles of golden road lined with smiling people, waiting… — Kat Rosenfield Copy Share
“I'd seen it happen, how hard it was to get out. Every year, one or two kids would visit from college for a long… — Kat Rosenfield Copy Share
“I have learned that knowing where you're going means remembering where you've been. I'm not afraid of what lurks behind me, or ahead.” — Kat Rosenfield Copy Share
“Our knowledge has no memory. We have always lived here; what we know has always been.” — Kat Rosenfield Copy Share
“There is no narrative now, no “And then,” only a disjointed series of images. A pile of photographs I’ve flipped through so many times… — Kat Rosenfield Copy Share
“In a small town, unexplained tragedy can only go so long before it grows teeth, sprouts sharp claws, and turns, snarling, on its own… — Kat Rosenfield Copy Share
“I shook my head. "it's not about living in a city." It wasn't. Back then, it wasn't just getting away. It was about not… — Kat Rosenfield Copy Share
“I have learned that knowing where you’re going means remembering where you’ve been. I’m not afraid of what lurks behind me, or ahead. And… — Kat Rosenfield Copy Share
