"I might have been the girl whose dad died, the girl who was there, and everyone might have known it. Like so much else, I could not control that. But the fact that I was angry and scared, that was my secret to keep. They didn't get to have that, too. It was all mine" (p. 8).

"I knew she blamed herself for his death, thought that maybe it was the added stress of Wildflower Ridge that taxed my dad's heart, and if she hadn't pushed him to expand so much everything would have been different. This was our common ground, the secret we shared but never spoke aobut. I should have been with him; she should have left him alone" (p. 20).

So now I only ran in my dreams. I nthem, there was always something awful about to happen, or there was something I'd forgotten, and my legs...