i see a messy dining table, a cat napping on the doormat, a refrigerator adorned with numerous magnets. i take it all in, observing everything carefully, but what really attracts me is the unabating lively chatter issuing from the mouths of the gathering of people inside.
acnd then it was my time to shine or at least glowput through stagnant suburban air like a thief's hand exiting the broken window, empty of worth
ressing old buttons behind faded wheel of the ice cream truck
The book is about a girl that moved to her maternal grandparents after her mother passed away. It's a small village in Scotland so there really isn't much to do and news do travel fast. After a murder happens, she and her friends try to get behind it.