One of Us Is Lying (One of Us is Lying, #1)

by Karen M. McManus

I don’t know why it’s so hard for people to admit that sometimes they’re just assholes who screw up because they don’t expect to get caught.

“The first seven years of the Joshua tree’s life, it’s just a vertical stem. No branches,” she told me while we were hiking. “It takes years before it blooms. And every branching stem stops growing after it blossoms, so you’ve got this complex system of dead areas and new growth.” I used to think about that, sometimes, when I wondered what parts of her might still be alive.