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The things I want to remember I can’t, and the things I try so hard to forget just keep coming.
She had never realized before her life was torn apart how awkward grief was, how inconvenient for everyone with whom the mourner came into contact. At first it was acknowledged and respected and deferred to. But after a while it got in the way—of
She used to think that only parents can understand the sort of love that swallows you up, but now she wondered whether it was only mothers who did. Alec felt the grief, of course, but she wasn’t sure he felt the despair. Or the hatred.
in many cases where someone takes her own life, there isn’t one reason why, life just isn’t that simple.

