The Girl Locked in the Winter

Inside the book Opening excerpt

When my brother Tyler finally outgrew his teenage rebellion, my mother stopped hitting me.

She began humming quiet tunes as she braided my hair in the mornings—even though, only a week earlier, she had shaved jagged, bald patches into my scalp to set an example for Tyler when he bleached his hair blonde.

She would ladle the richest bone broth from the bottom of the pot into my bowl—even though my stomach lining…

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