The Last Time I Lied

by Riley Sager

By dawn, most of the canvas had been besieged by forest. All that remained of Vivian, Natalie, and Allison were shreds of their white dresses, patches of skin, locks of hair. That became No. 1. The first in my forest series. The only one where even a fraction of the girls is visible. That piece, which got the highest grade in the class after I explained its meaning to my instructor,

I bet they ATE that up

a printed Diane von Furstenberg wrap dress my parents gave me for Christmas.

People pay 500$ for THAT?!?

“You’ll love it there. It’ll be a summer you’ll remember for the rest of your life.”

Famous last words

Hope Levin Smith: Because that place and its lake are messed up! We’ve all heard the legend. We all know there’s a ring of truth to it. Lena Gallagher: OMG, that legend!

I’m docking one star for vague shit alone

A cacophony of chirps and beeps erupts from her phone.

Kids have no shame these days

I was officially diagnosed with schizophreniform disorder, a kissing cousin to schizophrenia itself.

*deep exhausted sigh* I’m need a break from these “they were crazy the whole time” books

I settle on a four-pack of disposable phone chargers.

I am only just learning these exist and I’m incensed

Three: I think Madonna’s version of ‘Don’t Cry for Me Argentina’ is better than Patti LuPone’s.”

Sacrilege

“This is a good person you’re talking about.” Flynn puts down his notebook, pulls out a handkerchief, mops his brow. “Hell, she’s the biggest taxpayer in this county. All this land? That’s a lot of property taxes she pays each year. Yet she’s never complained. Never tried to pay less.

So rich people who pay taxes can’t commit murder?

Then I kiss him.

I just said “ugh no” loud enough my neighbors could hear it