The Reaping (Steinbeck and Reed, #2)

by Jess Lourey

The nice thing about living in a small town is that when you don’t know what you’re doing, someone else does.

“The dead don’t want us to mourn, Harry.” She squeezed his hands again. “They don’t want for anything; they’re with God.”

“We shouldn’t do anything for the dead. We have only one job on this earth, and it has to do with the living: we must love those put in our path as hard as we can, every day.”

“It’s free to be mean, but it pays to be kind,”