The Good Daughter (The Good Daughter, #1)

by Karin Slaughter

Clothes. Posters. Diaries. Stuffed animals. Homework. Books. Two goldfish. Lost baby teeth. Birthday money. Purloined lipsticks. Secreted cigarettes. Wedding photos. Baby photos. A boy’s leather jacket. A love letter from that same boy. Mix tapes. CDs and a computer and a television and home.

love you, I know that you love me, but every time we see each other, we see what happened, and neither one of us will ever move forward if we are always looking back.”

The Pulse Nightclub.

“Home,” Sam said. “I need this shit like I need another hole in my head.”

“If it wasn’t his pride, it was his prejudice.”

“That is a complicated question with an equally complicated answer.”