Turnpike

“I felt my guilt like a brand.”
― Janet Fitch, White Oleander

“I believed, in the way of adolescents, in the absolute correctness and superiority of my love.”
― Emma Cline, The Girls

“If sinners were so unhappy, why would they prefer their suffering? But now I knew why. Without my wounds, who was I?”
― Janet Fitch, White Oleander

“I should get rid of the photo, I knew, the image already charged with the guilty air of evidence. But I couldn’t. I turned the picture over, burying it in a book I’d never read again. The second photo was of the smeary back of someone’s head, turning away, and I stared at the image for a long moment before I realized the person was me.”
― Emma Cline, The Girls