The Laughing Dead (Steinbeck and Reed, #3)

by Jess Lourey

“But you don’t get to forgive yourself,” he said softly. “That’s a fib we tell children. The truth is we carry the stones of the bad things we’ve done. You can lighten it with an honest apology, but that rock is yours to haul on your back for the rest of your life.” He sighed. “If you’re smart or lucky, you figure out how to screw up less before your mistakes bury you. That’s all any of us can hope for.”