When I was nineteen and Mattie was thirteen, Keith came back. I turn the switchblade one more time in my sweaty palm, feeling the weight of its neat black handle and the unforgiving blade tucked inside. It was his, a long time ago. It’s mine now. I’m going to carve my name into his soul.
-Courtney Summers
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