Jack Ketchum

The girl next door — Jack Ketchum

Chap­ter For­ty-Two

I’m not going to tell you about this.
I refu­se to.
The­re are things you know you’ll die befo­re tel­ling, things you know you should have died befo­re ever having seen.
I wat­ched and saw.”

Aan het woord is de jon­ge David, de 12-jari­ge ver­tel­ler in de Lees ver­der