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The Lovely Bones

In this emotionally charged narrative, a young girl is tragically killed and her spirit watches over her loved ones from beyond the grave. The story delves into the complexities of grief, justice, and the enduring bond between the living and the departed. more

Author

Alice Sebold
Alice Sebold

Alice Sebold is an American author born on September 6, 1963. Her works are known for their profound psychological descriptions and unique narrative style, with notable titles including 'The Lovely Bones' and 'Black Swan'. She explores themes of humanity, memory, and redemption in her writing. more

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“So many humans. So many colours. They keep triggering inside me. They harass my memory. I see them tall in their heaps, all mounted on top of each other. There is air like plastic, a horizon like setting glue. There are skies manufactured by people, punctured and leaking, and there are soft, coal-coloured clouds, beating, like black hearts. And then. There is death. Making his way through all of it. On the surface: unflappable, unwavering. Below: unnerved, untied, and undone.”

“I could still smell her on my fur. It clung to me, a memory of another world. I was drunk with it, with the scent of her. I'd got too close. The smell of summer on her skin, the half-recalled cadence of her voice, the sensation of her fingers on my fur. Every bit of me sang with the memory of her closeness. Too close. I couldn't stay away.”

“My chest ached, my body speaking a language my head didn't quite understand. I waited. But Grace, the only person in the world I wanted to know me, just ran a wanting finger over the cover of one of the new hardcovers and walked out of the store without ever realising I was there, right within reach.”