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306 pages, Paperback
First published March 19, 2016
“I couldn’t handle the memories this clean. I needed a fix.”


"Dangling
From a thread
Suspended, breath
Catching in my throat.
That Drop won't kill me.
But how will I catch
What I lost?"
Shame isn't a weight or something that gets worn. It's elastic, stretching and strangling anything in its reach. But slowly, slowly, the noose was being loosened.
Each day would get better. I had to believe that.
Twenty eight days in a hospital, sixty seven days and counting as an outpatient, and I still crave the high meth gave me, gritting my teeth sometimes for the want of it. Some days, I miss it like a friend who's died, mourning its absence. And other days, I fly into rages, ranting against what it did to me. I don't remember the ugly days and nights of withdrawal in the hospital, and I won't let Mom tell me about them. It's all just a fog of pain now, a black hole I don't ever want to go back into.
I wasn't going to be another victim. I'd left Lumsville to find a place where I fit in, that made sense for me. To escape Eric. Going back meant giving up, resigning myself to the idea that this was all my life would be.

Just thinking about this book is enough to make me tear up, and you know what, all of you should pre-order this book. GO. NOW. I definitely love how this book has such a simple story line, but still held so many meanings in between its pages. This book dealt with bullies, family trust, and secrets.