One the first page of the first chapter a girl goes missing, barely fifteen and somebody’s daughter. And pretty. Asian with round, blue eyes. We meet the family at the breakfast table where she is, uncharacteristically, missing. The father is already halfway to work. And something about the chapter made me think; why is it that we are so obsessed with the gone girl. Why do we trace her life in those left behind?
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