The Suffering (The Girl from the Well, #2)

by Rin Chupeco

People always bring their ghosts with them, holding on to them like faded photographs.

You never really know how much of a mask someone wears until they peel it off.

The hunt to find McNeil’s killer is treated with such fervor that all these people clamoring for justice disgust me more than I can say. Because nobody would ever believe that he was a scumbag.

“Everybody knows a killer,” I say, “even if they don’t know they do.”

Curiosity may have killed the cat, but the proclivity for it continues long after one becomes a ghost.

There’s nothing sadder than a book that hasn’t been cared for, a book too broken to read.