“I hear the word in the hallover and over again.Suicide.Suicide.Suicide.Did he or didnt he?Everyones got a guess.Still no one knows for sure, except Gabe, but hes not talking. Why does it even matte...”

“Three boys. Three deaths. One school. We've made the national news. Is out school cursed? Are we a reckless bunch of fools? The media asks questions no one can answer. Kids can't stop crying.”

“I'm glad for the rain...It's good camouflage.”

“See that's exactly why I don't want a dog." "Why?" "Because it'll just die." "Everybody dies, Brooklyn." Like that makes it okay or something.”

“Ill lose myself in the pain. It might not make sense. But it works.”

“After Lucca died, everything shut down. I couldn't eat. I couldn't sleep. I couldn't talk. Somehow they got me on the plane and back home.”

“July 24, 6:03 A.M.The laundry was warm and the rafters were firm, and Michael Holzapfel jumped from the chair as if it were a cliff...Michael Holzapfel knew what he was doing. He killed himself for...”

“A book is a suicide postponed.”

“How much can you really trust the promise of a suicidal father?”