My book talks are coming at you from a librarian, not a reviewer. You won’t find me talking about style or craft, why I think this could’ve been better or what worked or didn’t work. I only do book talks on books I liked and want other people to know about. So if it’s here I probably think it won’t injure your brain if you read it.
Everyone knows what Alice did, even though it happened behind closed doors. The gossip mill churns after a party where she slept with two guys in the same night, and turns vicious when one of the boys – the star quarterback – dies in a car crash while he was distracted by Alice’s sexting.
The Slut Stall in the girls’ bathroom says it all in Sharpie. The sex, the death, the abortion. Even her one-time best friend’s handwriting is there. Everyone in town knows everything about Alice. The students, the teachers, the parents, the adults. Her once well-tailored wardrobe has become a baggy sweatshirt with the hood always up, her face hidden as she traverses the high school hallways.
But gossip isn’t fact, and there are people who know the truth about more than one rumor that everyone takes as gospel. The quarterback’s best friend who was with him in the crash, Alice’s one-time friend who wrote her own truths in Alice’s name in the Slut Stall, and the boy who has volunteered to tutor her, who knows more about the true nature of the dead quarterback than most.