Abbey French’s Reviews > Paradise Rot > Status Update

“Maybe it wasn’t the house, but me that was porous, I thought. Maybe I had to grow thicker skin in this town.”
Maybe it wasn’t my environment that was hurting me, being too loud, too much, too fast. It was me that couldn’t keep up, maybe it was me absorbing too much, hearing every whisper.

Carral. I’m not sure I like you.