Chapters (84)
- Cover
- Praise
- Dedication
- About the Author
- HALLOWEEN
- Seven Weeks Before Halloween
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- HALLOWEEN
- Six Weeks Before Halloween
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- HALLOWEEN
- Five Weeks Before Halloween
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- HALLOWEEN
- NINE
- TEN
- HALLOWEEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- Twenty-Five Days Until Halloween
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- HALLOWEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- HALLOWEEN
- Eighteen Days Until Halloween
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- HALLOWEEN
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- Eleven Days Until Halloween
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- Eight Days Until Halloween
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- HALLOWEEN
- THIRTY
- Four Days Until Halloween
- THIRTY-ONE
- HALLOWEEN
- THIRTY-TWO
- Two Days Until Halloween
- THIRTY-THREE
- The Night Before Halloween
- THIRTY-FOUR
- HALLOWEEN
- THIRTY-FIVE
- Halloween, Present Day
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- HALLOWEEN
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- HALLOWEEN
- THIRTY-NINE
- HALLOWEEN
- FORTY
- HALLOWEEN
- FORTY-ONE
- FORTY-TWO
- FORTY-THREE
- FORTY-FOUR
- HALLOWEEN... NOW
- FORTY-FIVE
- Seven Months Later
- FORTY-SIX
- FORTY-SEVEN
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- ALICE SWANSON’S
- Reader's Guide
- Questions for Discussion
- Booklist
In case you need it someday.
The applause is loud now, bursting out. People are standing, clusters here and there, until half the stadium is giving me a standing ovation.
In three months, I’ll be in a dorm with a mini refrigerator and my own desk and bed. I’ll share the room with a new friend, and we’ll swap clothes and class notes and gossip.
It will be wonderful.
You see, I know how to keep a secret.
Mom turns. The sun glints off her glasses. She raises her hand. Maybe it’s a wave. Maybe it’s just to swat away a bug. She goes back to the car. And then she’s gone, driving out of the stadium. Disappearing.
Yes, I know how to keep a secret.
For a while anyway.
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
This book would not exist without both the persistence and the patience of my amazing editor, Melanie Fried. I’m eternally grateful to her for the honest feedback and for pushing me to make this book the best it could be. They say the second novel is the hardest to write, and they are very correct. Throw in a global pandemic, and you’ve got the perfect storm of frustration. Without Melanie, I’d be curled in a ball in a corner somewhere, weeping endlessly.
In fact, I need to thank all of the tireless team at Graydon House and HarperCollins, most especially publicist Justine Sha, marketing manager Pamela Osti, and Alexandra Niit, who designed my amazingly creepy cover.
I also need to thank my best friend, Beth Fiencke, for the initial brainstorming session over pizza that helped generate the kernels of this book. The character I named after you is nothing like you, don’t worry (well, except for the sweet tooth).
Even though I haven’t been able to see them in person for a very long time, I need to give virtual hugs to many people who offered words of encouragement, advice, or general inspiration. First off, my wonderful agent, Michelle Richter, who talked me down from many cliffs. Thank you to Jenn Allen and Helen Boorman for the inspiration fairies and magical unicorns. I owe so much to my writer friends, most especially Ed Aymar, John Copenhaver, Alan Orloff, and LynDee Walker. Thank you to early readers Kathleen Barber, Andrea Bartz, Alison Gaylin, Karen Hamilton, Hannah Mary McKinnon, and Lori Rader-Day for their amazing words of support for the book. Cheers to the Thursday Night Write Group in the Chessie Chapter of Sisters in Crime—I didn’t get there often, but I appreciated seeing your (Zoom) faces when I did. And thank you to the bookstagrammers and book reviewers everywhere, especially Dany Drexler and Kristopher Zgorski, for being voracious readers and champions of writers.