Didn’t anyone ask you where your parents are?""They asked. Especially about my parents.""What did you tell them?""I said I ate them.""Jesus, Rosa.

Killing things shouldn't make you happy, Rosa. That's why they're worried.

Rosa!" Sally says. "The police are here to help you, not to hear a lecture on comparative murder rates.

She promised to be good. She wasn't.

Why did you push her ?' Rosa screams again. I realise she's pointing at me.