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The Sin-Eater's Confession by Ilsa J. Bick

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Also by Ilsa J. Bick:

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THE SIN-EATER'S CONFESSION
By: Ilsa J. Bick

Carolrhoda Books
January 2013
On Sale: January 1, 2013
Featuring: Ben; Jimmy
320 pages
ISBN: 0761356878
EAN: 9780761356875
Kindle: B00ARMXOGS
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Young Adult Suspense | Thriller Psychological

People in Merit, Wisconsin, always said Jimmy was . . . you know. But people said all sorts of stupid stuff. Nobody really knew anything. Nobody really knew Jimmy.

I guess you could say I knew Jimmy as well as anyone (which was not very well). I knew what scared him. And I knew he had dreams even if I didn't understand them. Even if he nearly ruined my life to pursue them.

Jimmy's dead now, and I definitely know that better than anyone. I know about blood and bone and how bodies decompose. I know about shadows and stones and hatchets. I know what a last cry for help sounds like. I know what blood looks like on my own hands.

What I don't know is if I can trust my own eyes. I don't know who threw the stone. Who swung the hatchet? Who are the shadows? What do the living owe the dead?

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