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388 pages, Paperback
First published June 28, 2016
She wanted something to end, something to conclude. And nothing seemed to be. Doors kept opening, leading to more long hallways and doors. She didn't know where she was in all of it.
We are all so vulnerable, she realized. We all dance on the knife's edge. One push, and we are over. Even someone like Celia. The wrong place at the wrong time and you become a statistic, one of the many missing, their faces fading into the past with every day that went by.
"We're all kind of living in a swirl. It's like one of those snow globes you have at Christmas. Except this is real, and it's been shaken up and a bunch of bad stuff keeps blowing past our faces."
Jenna placed her head in her hands. She wished she could remain in that position long enough--not looking, not seeing--that the problems around her would be resolved in some favorable and benevolent manner. But she knew they wouldn't be. She wasn't a little kid who could play hide-and-seek until somebody else--somebody older and more capable--shouted the all-clear.
It was her life. The swirl around her belonged to her.
People drove or walked by places where unspeakable and awful events happened all the time. A spot where someone dropped dead of a heart attack. A place where one lover told another he or she was leaving. Those spots weren't marked. Nobody knew. Life went on.