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     “what kind of trouble am i going to get into? the dead girl doesn’t get here until tomorrow.”

“every girl gets leered at,” said marci, her voice fierce, brooke’s eyes glinting with inner steel. “every girl gets harassed. in american high schools sixty percent of girls get directly propositioned for some kind of sexual behavior-i did a report on it-and the only thing surprising about that number is that it isn’t higher. one in eight teenage girls will be groped, and one in fifteen will be raped, usually by someone they know and often by the boys they trusted enough to date. one in fifteen: that’s one girl in every class you ever had in school. i’ve listened to boys brag about what they’ve done to my friends, so loud and careless they didn’t even look to see who was close enough to hear them.” she shook her head. “i didn’t date you because you were dangerous, i dated you because you were the only boy in school who knew he was dangerous, and was actively trying to stop it.”

I Am Not a Serial Killer (2016)

In upstate California, a local couple is setting a new bar for communication. If marriage is a team effort, the Cleaver-Jensens are an ideal for us all to aspire to. John and Marci are, respectively, a mortician and a private investigator who frequently collaborate in their businesses to their mutual benefit. Both legacies, they have well and truly put the family in family business….

i liked this conversation better when i was brilliant.

what did i do that i didn’t have to do? that was always the question. figure out what we choose when we’re free to choose anything and you’ll find out who we really are. i saved brooke when i could have run. i chose to be hurt when i could have chosen to never be hurt again. i was a killer, cold-blooded and ruthless, but i was a hero too. or at least i was trying to be.

“the things we lack.”

(or, marci returns, but somewhat worse for the trip back. john can have “everything he ever wanted” back if he just takes rack’s hand as well as hers. if not, well.....how many times did he dream of killing her?)