THOUGHTS:2The beginning had me interested enough to keep me reading but about 50 pages in and Gabby is still in the freakin hospital I begun to realize that this was going downhill. First of all, this could have been a really good book but one of the utmost important factors of a good book is the...
The phone pings. On the dimly lit screen, a text: I know where you are. My heart stops. I’m still breathing, but there’s no pulse or sound or heartbeat. The phone drops onto the bed. No. No no no no no no no. I was supposed to be untraceable. How could this happen? I bite into my lower lip until ...
Dylan is walking around his usual opaque self, only somewhat stormier around the edges. Arif looks straight through Siobhan in homeroom, so you have to figure he knows, and if he knows, then Dylan knows too. “Fun,” Kimmy says, plopping down next to me in English. “A shitstorm.” I don’t even prete...