First of all: Happy Pride Month!
Second of all: go read outside. For real. 
Third of all: I read a bulk of this in New Orleans and failed to get a cutesy instapic of it on vacation with me. Oh well.
This is a journalistic memoir by a woman whose mother was murdered as she listened in the next room when she was twelve. So allllll the trigger warnings that come with this kind of story. Again, I'm nosy as hell. Again, this is a book that looks at a relationship between a mother and daughter, although through much different circumstances. I loved the more journalistic chapters that detailed the happenings of the crime and investigation, but even more I was enraptured by the way Sarah describes her mother in the Before chapters. I envy a memory so vivid and the ability to write about it compellingly. It felt like it took a long time to read but that's not a bad thing. Good for readers who love detail. Four taters 🥔🥔🥔🥔/🥔🥔🥔🥔🥔