I am not the nice girl. I am not your friend.
I don't care about you, but most of all, I don't care about me.
Go ahead, hate me.
We all have secrets.
I have them as well—dark, terrible secrets.
The only time I can breathe is when I forget.
I need to be numb. You don't want to know how.
But as long as I can breathe, the past cannot smother me.
If I had to compare this to any of Lindy's other books, I'd pick Safe and Sound. But only because they both deal with broken homes. Smother is much heavier and not for younger audiences.
There were parts in the book that made me cry, and not just because of what happened in the story itself. But it triggered some of my own memories that I had suppressed... and that was no pleasant to experience. I had been warned beforehand that was a possibility.
This story has feels. A lot of them. There's drug use, sexual abuse, and child abuse. It isn't graphic, but it's still there.
There were things in this book that I felt actually helped me, even if it did so in a ripping the bandage off sort of way. It's the book I didn't even know I needed!
There's a character in the story, Liz - I really like her. I hope she makes it into the final version. She's great.
Anyway, this was another Zartian story that I am glad to have read.
I'll have a rating with an updated review up when the published version is released.