The Reaping (Steinbeck and Reed, #2)

by Jess Lourey

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

“Don’t you see?” she continued. “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,” she said. Then she smiled.