Holy shit. I am still reeling from the sensory overload of feeling sucked in, while your words simultaneously kicked in my teeth and gut.
All these emotions violating my brain; empathy, pity, anger and settling into a groove that acknowledged WOW can she write.
Your work reminds me of Emma Cline’s, you pack an incredible punch. Don’t stop writing. A part of my heart hopes that these people aren’t real, that they haven’t experienced this much pain…
“Put it on the card, doll“. I will never pull out a credit card again without those words echoing in my brain. Gives me chills.