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“First born, first round. Makes sense. But as the last, the youngest, I know what that means. I’ll clean up the mess.”
― Jeneva Rose, Home Is Where the Bodies Are

“Carefully, I unfold it, already knowing the words inside are going to separate my life in two: before I knew the truth, and the aftermath.”
― Jeneva Rose, Home Is Where the Bodies Are

“Yesterday I thought I’d spew it all over the place like projectile vomit. Today it’s more like heartburn, crawling up my esophagus. Maybe tomorrow it’ll sit in my stomach, heavy, like overprocessed food that refuses to be digested.”
― Jeneva Rose, Home Is Where the Bodies Are

“Nothing brings people together better than death. It’s like the sound of a high-pitched whistle for a dog that has strayed from its owner. When it happens, they always come. Death reminds us that life isn’t infinite and that one day, our time will come too. We pause to listen to that reminder, to acknowledge it, to show it the respect it demands, and then we spread out into the world like pappi on a dying dandelion, waiting for it to call us again, hoping the next call will be to gather, rather than to be gathered around.”
― Jeneva Rose, Home Is Where the Bodies Are