“All this time, it seemed like everyone else just moved on with their lives as if something catastrophic hadn’t happened. Because it hadn’t. Not to them. But losing Laramie was like forgetting how to breathe. How to live. And I was alone with that for a long time. I bet she was, too. “If Bash told them it would be me, she was coming either way. To kill me for the moments I’d stolen with Laramie or to share in her grief. Mourning someone is really fucking lonely, Marley.”
