That Night
Chapters (56)
- Front Cover
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Contents
- Now
- 754 Days Before
- Present Day: Thursday, February 14
- 583 Days Before
- Thursday, February 14
- 524 Days Before
- Friday, February 15
- 514 Days Before
- Friday, February 15
- 478 Days Before
- Saturday, February 16
- 352 Days Before
- Tuesday, February 19
- 256 Days Before
- Saturday, February 23
- 193 Days Before
- Monday, February 25
- 158 Days Before
- Tuesday, February 26
- 53 Days Before
- Wednesday, February 27
- 45 Days Before
- Wednesday, February 27
- 39 Days Before
- Thursday, February 28
- 26 Days Before
- Friday, March 1
- 25 Days Before
- Saturday, March 2
- 19 Days Before
- Tuesday, March 5
- 12 Days Before
- Wednesday, March 6
- 9 Days Before
- Friday, June 14
- 7 Days Before
- Thursday, July 4
- The Day Before
- Monday, July 8
- The Day Of
- Monday, July 8
- The Day After
- Monday, July 8
- Three Days After
- Tuesday, July 9
- Now
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
- Excerpt from Alone
- 1
- Back Cover
Front Cover
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Copyright
Copyright © 2019 by Cyn Balog
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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Names: Balog, Cyn, author.
Title: That night / Cyn Balog.
Description: Naperville, Illinois : Sourcebooks Fire, [2019] | Summary: The more Hailey struggles to understand her boyfriend’s apparent suicide, despite the discouragement of his stepbrother, her best friend, Kane, the more she remembers and the more secrets are revealed.
Identifiers: LCCN 2019000363 | (trade pbk. : alk. paper)
Subjects: | CYAC: Suicide--Fiction. | Secrets--Fiction. | Memory--Fiction. | Friendship--Fiction.
Contents
Front Cover
Title Page
Copyright
Now
754 Days Before
Present Day: Thursday, February 14
583 Days Before
Thursday, February 14
524 Days Before
Friday, February 15
514 Days Before
Friday, February 15
478 Days Before
Saturday, February 16
352 Days Before
Tuesday, February 19
256 Days Before
Saturday, February 23
193 Days Before
Monday, February 25
158 Days Before
Tuesday, February 26
53 Days Before
Wednesday, February 27
45 Days Before
Wednesday, February 27
39 Days Before
Thursday, February 28
26 Days Before
Friday, March 1
25 Days Before
Saturday, March 2
19 Days Before
Tuesday, March 5
12 Days Before
Wednesday, March 6
9 Days Before
Friday, June 14
7 Days Before
Thursday, July 4
The Day Before
Monday, July 8
The Day Of
Monday, July 8
The Day After
Monday, July 8
Three Days After
Tuesday, July 9
Now
Acknowledgments
About the Author
Excerpt from Alone
Back Cover
For all the beautiful fools.
No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.
—The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald
Now
It didn’t end with you blowing your head off in the back shed behind your house.
It didn’t end with your funeral, where we stood without umbrellas in a driving rain that couldn’t disguise our pain.
It didn’t end after my resulting spiral into depression, or my six-month stay at Shady Harbor, or the thousands of hours of therapy I endured.

