Rebecca James Quotes
Truth Or Dare?" She Asks. I Hesitate. "Truth," I Say Finally. "I Can Imagine One Of Your Dares, And I Don't Fancy Running Down Oxford Street Naked Tonight."
"Truth," Alice Says Slowly, Drawing Out The Vowel Sound As If She's Savouring The Word. "Are You Sure? Are You Sure You Can Be Completely Honest?"
"I Think So. Try Me."
"Okay" And Then She Looks At Me Curiously. "So. Were You Glad, Deep Down? Were You Glad To Be Rid Of Her? Your Perfect Sister? Were You Secretly Glad When She Died?"
Katherine Has Moved Away From Her Shattered Family To Start Afresh In Sydney. There She Keeps Her Head Down Until She Is Befriended By The Charismatic, Party-loving Alice, Who Brings Her Out Of Her Shell. But There Is A Dark Side To Alice, Something Seductive Yet Threatening. And As Katherine Learns The Truth About Alice, Their Tangled Destinies Spiral To An Explosive And Devastating Finale.
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