Made To Last...The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold - chapters 13 through 15

Chapter thirteen:

-Clarissa makes me sick. I'm hating that girl right now. She's a complete fake.

-ALSO. Mrs. Salmon is horrible too. Argh. This book needs to get happy soon. 

-We have sad but genuine husbands who are beaten up and tormented, we have cheating wives, we have backstabbing classmates. Come ON Alice Sebold, insert some cheerfulness please!

-Although I guess Buckley's situation right now is good. He's got a nice school life. 

-Every time I read about Mr. Salmon my heart hurts. Maybe it's because he reminds me of my dad and just about every other father out there. I really can't get over his character. He's a poignant guy.

-Oh the piggy back ride! *sighs* I'd type up the whole page about it but that'd be excessive. Go read p. 160-161 please, guys.

-Mr. Salmon's doing good. Getting back in with his children. Although he's right, Abigail should be making an effort too. Especially for Lindsey's sake.

-Is LINDSEY going to sneak into MR. HARVEY'S HOUSE?! Didn't see that one coming...if it's actually coming.

-Busted Mrs. Salmon. Thank god for Grandma Lynn. 

-Abigail really needs to get herself together so I can stop hating her. I understand that she's kind of lost herself and finds herself when she's with Len. But still. I just want to see her actually mourn for her daughter and go back to her family.

-Rayrayray. Mmm. My poor boy.

Chapter fourteen:

-Mr. Harvey is a creeeper. He's got some serious issues. He wants to kill everyone he sees. Badbadbad.

-So Lindsey IS breaking in. Yikes. I hope it isn't all for nothing.

-This would make a perfect movie scene. The spinning, hallucinating, mystery, and suspense.

-Reading all those stories about the different women and girls he had raped and or killed was chilling. Ages six to forty-nine. That's a LOT of unsolved cases. I thought the police were able to catch people like this for the most part?

-That was extremely close. Geez. But at least she got some sort of evidence! At least I think she did...

-I really wish we got to hear more about what heaven's like. They have a cafeteria? Hmm.

"And as Flora twirled, other girls and women came through the field in all directions. Our heartache poured into one another like water from cup to cup. Each time I told my story, I lost a bit, the smallest drop of pain. It was that day that I knew I wanted to tell the story of my family. Because horror on Earth is real and it is every day. It is like a flower or like the sun; it cannot be contained."

-Susie gets to meet all of the other women and girls that Harvey killed. To find solace in a group of people like that is...I don't know. It's just really heart-warming yet heart-breaking.

Chapter fifteen:

-Alice Sebold is a little manipulator. Up until now I've been feeling all malicious and hateful towards Mr. Harvey and then the author has to throw in this little part that demonstrates how horrible his parents were and how he had a pathetic childhood. Nothing can excuse killing of course, but every time I read something like this, just an itty bitty piece of my hate floats away. Not very much though.

-Geez. His mother was HORRIBLE.

-Mr. Harvey's going to leave town. No! Grrr...

-Don't the officers sense something off about Harvey? Urgh. I guess he's just a really good liar.

-Oh Mrs. Salmon. 

"Len was about to say something; I could see my mother notice his lips just as they parted. She shut her eyes and commanded the world to shut up - screaming the words inside her skull. She opened her eyes and looked at him. He was silent, his mouth set."

-The problem with this book is that there's no set good side and bad side. I really empathize with Mrs. Salmon because of all the things she's had to endure in her life. In that respect, she a really decent woman. And then she goes off and has sex with Len. It's hard to hate her because of all she's gone through but I really want to. And I want to hate Len too because he's a part of it. But I can't. I'm caught in the middle. I feel sooo emotionally manipulated...