The Bitch Posse: A NovelThese are the confessions of the Bitch Posse. Cherry, Rennie, and Amy were outcasts, rebels, and dreamers. And their friendship was so all-encompassing that some would call it dangerous. This is the story of three women-as seniors in high school and as women in their mid-thirties---who formed a bond in order to survive the pitfalls and perils of their lives. In the present day, one of them is a wife and mother-to-be, trying to live a "normal" life. One of them is a writer who engages in a number of self-destructive relationships. And one of them is in a mental hospital---and has been ever since that one fateful night fifteen years ago, when a heart-wrenching betrayal and the unraveling of relationships led them to a point of no return, where their actions triggered unimaginable consequences. These secrets have torn them apart while inextricably binding them to one another. What happened to them? And can they survive their shared history, even today? |
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... face, reality women's fiction.” —Kirkus Reviews “O'Connor nails the intense, us-against-the-world, overcooked emotion that defines the friendship of teen girls and the druggy delirium of first, sexual love.” —The Cleveland Plain Dealer ...
... face, the swatch of dark hair on his chin, she squeezes her eyes shut and presses against Bay, her breath quickening. A moan drifts from her lips, and she lets herself remember how it started with Bay, because that's the here and now ...
... face. The scream of a barn swallow tears through the silence. Cherry's eyes plead with Rennie through the car window, her lips forming the word that sealed her fate. I'm such a bitch, I'm such a bitch, how could I let her do that? She ...
... face, when tears roll down her cheeks for no reason at all. That's why being alone is so terrifying. She lifts her body toward the knife, and Bay understands, slices again. She wonders sometimes if he likes this too much, because the ...
... face with the back of one hand. Marian appears out of nowhere, running her knuckles across her red, pasty nostrils. “You're not going out in that.” “That” is a super-tight black V-neck sweater, black miniskirt, fishnets, and combat ...
Contents
23Cherry | |
24Amy | |
25Rennie | |
26Cherry | |
27Amy | |
28Rennie | |
29Cherry | |
30Amy | |
8Cherry | |
9Amy | |
10Rennie | |
11Cherry | |
12Amy | |
13Rennie | |
14Cherry | |
15Amy | |
16Rennie | |
17Cherry | |
18Amy | |
19Rennie | |
20Cherry | |
21Amy | |
22Rennie | |
31Rennie | |
32Cherry | |
33Amy | |
34Rennie | |
35Cherry | |
36Amy | |
37Rennie | |
38Cherry | |
39Amy | |
40Rennie | |
41Cherry | |
42Amy | |
Bitch Goddess Notebook | |
Acknowledgments | |