“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.”

“I see them standing at the formal gates of their colleges,I see my father strolling outunder the ochre sandstone arch, thered tiles glinting like bentplates of blood behind his head, Isee my mother...”

“We realized that the version of the world they rendered for us was not the world they really believed in...”

“Id never heard my parents make love. If they made love, they did it silently, like bank robbers, like surgeons.”