"Yor aunt won't stop staring at you 'Let's go to the mountains,' she says. Over and over. All night lomg, you hear the sound of teeth against your bedroom window. When you wake up, there's hair wrapped around your toes. Sometimes, things follow you- things you only see in reflections, or shadows. Maybe if you close your eyes, it'll all go away. But even the author has started to feel the effects of PTSD Radio."--Back cove
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