Randomly picked this one out at the library and I am beyond grateful I did. Really good pacing and prose, it was really hard not to underline so many lines (because it was a library book after all) but this book broke my heart in a million pieces and I wouldn't have it any other way.

I almost couldn’t stomach the young boys’ recess-time play, the sheer physical violence of it—balking with thoughts like... do kids really play like that? 

I didn’t expect to face the terror of a narcissistic authoritarian father figure. Father’s role made all too real the then-later parallels drawn to a relentlessly paternalistic society.

Certainly not a volume that I could step into without a strong, healthful mind. Only in my rejuvenated, relaxed state could I step into Audrey’s world, witness her.