Alysas whole world was comprised of the history project that was due, her upcoming violin audition, being held tightly in the arms of her boyfriend, Ben, and laughing with her best friend, Delilah. At least it wasauntil she found herself on the wrong end of a shotgun in the school library. Her suburban high school had become one of those places you hear about on the newsaa place where some disaffected youth decided to end it all and take as many of his teachers and classmates with him as he could. Except, in this story, that youth was Alysas own brother, Luke. He killed fifteen others and himself, but spared herathough sheall never know why. Alysas downward spiral begins instantly, and there seems to be no bottom. A heartbreaking and beautifully told story.Blue, almost violet, eyes that change color in the lightaespecially when shea#39;s thinking about breaking some kind of ... Tears blur my vision, and I concentrate on the street signs that flash by as we creep toward the edge of town. ... To the service, a I manage to say through a wave of tears. ... She sounds so much like Ben when she says my name like that, so resigned that I want to clap my hands over my ears, open the car door and run as far away as I can. ... The engine hums quietly.
|Publisher||:||Penguin - 2015-03-10|