Excerpt 2:
After a
week in the hospital, she’d been released, with nowhere to go where she felt
safe. After dropping out of school — she couldn’t face anything or anyone —
she’d found herself at this apartment, both her place of refuge and a spot
where she hoped to heal someday.
She
knew it wasn’t her fault that her family was gone. But why was she the only one
to live? Why wasn’t it her mother, who did charity work, or her father, who
made a difference in the world through his teaching? Why couldn’t her brother
have survived? He’d graduated from high school the previous June and planned to
join the military after college. He’d have been an officer and a gentleman.
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