the one where a sheltered kook girl joins a group of no-good pogues to try and figure out what her mother is hiding. they uncover a whole load of interconnected, twisted shit.
or ;
alex thornbury knew that her mother was hiding something. she just...
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ALEX COULDN'T STAY in that house for another second longer.
Throwing the front door open, she stepped out into the early morning air, tears already streaking down her face.
Taking a left down the street, she headed for the only place she could go.
The gravel crunched underfoot as she approached Tanneyhill, the sound almost covering her stifled sobs.
It only took a second for her to realize that something was very, very wrong.
All of the lights in the house were off, but even from where she was standing, Alex could hear muffled, aggravated voices coming from within the walls.
Alex ran the rest of the way to the house, pressing her back against the siding. Slowly sliding across the wall, she made it to the back porch, where she climbed up on a chair to look into Sarah's bedroom window that overlooked the backyard.
Sarah's lamp was on, so Alex knew she was in there. She got off the chair and grabbed a smallish rock from the grass beside her, reeling back her arm and then chucking it at the window.
