



With the consummate skill and psychological depth that brought her praise for Keeping the Moon, she explores the search for self-identity, the warmth of feminine friendships, and the destructive ways our society sets up young women for love gone wrong. All around Caitlin are women who care best friends, mother, sister, mentor but she can confide in none of them, especially not Cass, her brilliant older sister, whose own flight from home had seemed to point the way for Caitlin.ĭessen has here created a subtle and compelling work of literature that goes far beyond the problem novel in a story rich with symbolism, dark scenes of paralyzing dread, quirky and memorable characters, and gleams of humor. More and more she must frantically manage her every action to avoid being hit by the hands that had seemed so gentle. In this riveting novel, Sarah Dessen searches for understanding and answers through the mind of a young girl who suddenly finds herself in a trap of constant menace, a trap that is baited with love and need. Why do girls allow themselves to get into such relationships and what keeps them there? Yet shame, fear, and assumed guilt keep many in a conspiracy of silence about this widespread but invisible anguish. Caitlin wanders in a dreamland of drugs and a nightmare of sudden fists, trapped in her search for herself.Īs violence becomes more and more prevalent in our world, one out of every five teenage girls in America will be beaten by a dating partner, and one third to one half of married women will be victims of abuse. But now she is drowning in the vacuum Cass left behind when she turned her back on her family's expectations. With him she could be anybody, not just the second-rate shadow of her two-years-older sister Cass. Strange, sleepy Rogerson, with his long brown dreads and brilliant green eyes, had seemed to Caitlin to be an open door. "When he hit me, I didn't see it coming, It was just a quick blur, a flash out of the corner of my eye, and then the side of my face just exploded, burning, as his hands slammed against me."
