Fractured (Slated #2)

by Teri Terry

Now that I have a wider frame of reference, I know people should be viewed with suspicion, not trust.

Rain. Something about it is important, itches in my memories, then slips away.

Whoever is in charge changes history to suit themselves.

Ahhhh so much this!

What does this say about me, about where I stand? Am I so weak that I can’t do what I see is right, just because it is hard?