{"product_id":"fragments-of-the-lost-isbn-9780399556753","title":"Fragments of the Lost","description":"\u003cb\u003eFrom the \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e bestselling author of \u003ci\u003eAll the Missing Girls\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003eThe Perfect Stranger\u003c\/i\u003e comes a suspenseful psychological mystery about one girl's search to uncover the truth behind her ex-boyfriend's death. Perfect for fans of \u003ci\u003eWe Were Liars\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003e13 Reasons Why\u003c\/i\u003e.\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eJessa Whitworth knew she didn't belong in her ex-boyfriend Caleb's room. But she couldn't deny that she was everywhere--in his photos, his neatly folded T-shirts, even the butterfly necklace in his jeans pocket . . . the one she gave him for safe keeping on that day.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHis mother asked her to pack up his things--even though she blames Jessa for his accident. How could she say no? And maybe, just maybe, it will help her work through the guilt she feels about their final moments together.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut as Jessa begins to box up the pieces of Caleb's life, they trigger memories that make Jessa realize their past relationship may not be exactly as she remembered. And she starts to question whether she really knew Caleb at all. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eEach fragment of his life reveals a new clue that propels Jessa to search for the truth about Caleb's accident. What really happened on the storm-swept bridge?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003ePraise for Megan Miranda's \u003ci\u003eAll the Missing Girls\u003c\/i\u003e:\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"This thriller's all of your fav page-turners (think: \u003ci\u003eLuckiest Girl Alive\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eThe Girl on the Train\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eGone Girl\u003c\/i\u003e) rolled into one.\" --\u003ci\u003eTheSkimm\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Fast-paced and frightening.\" --\u003ci\u003eRefinery29\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"[The] perfect read for thriller fans.\" --\u003ci\u003eBustle\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cb\u003ePRAISE FOR MEGAN MIRANDA\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eFragments of the Lost\u003c\/i\u003e:\u003cbr\u003e\"For thriller fans who can't get enough of the genre.\" —\u003ci\u003eKirkus\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Intoxicating, well crafted, and suspenseful.\" —\u003ci\u003eBooklist\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Readers who came for the sad love story will be swept up into the mystery.\" —\u003ci\u003eThe Bulletin\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"An excellent addition to any library where suspense is popular.\" —\u003ci\u003eSLJ\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\"A good fit for readers who enjoyed E. Lockhart’s \u003ci\u003eWe Were Liars\u003c\/i\u003e.\" —\u003ci\u003eVOYA\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eThe Safest Lies\u003c\/i\u003e:\u003cbr\u003e“[A] fast-paced, suspenseful treat.” —\u003ci\u003ePW,\u003c\/i\u003e Starred review of \u003ci\u003eThe Safest Lies\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Positively movie-ready.” —\u003ci\u003eKirkus Reviews\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Will blow readers’ minds.” —\u003ci\u003eSLJ\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e“Reluctant and voracious readers alike will enjoy the twisty turns present in this mystery.” —\u003ci\u003eVOYA \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“A strong fit for readers who want fast-paced stories about girls learning to fight back.” —\u003ci\u003eThe Bulletin\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e \u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Readers who love a little bit of romance with their thrills and chills will love this new young adult novel.” —Bookish.com\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Recommended for any collection.” —\u003ci\u003eBooklist\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAdditional Works by Megan Miranda:\u003cbr\u003e\"Extremely interesting . . . a novel that will probably be called Hitchcockian.\" –\u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\"Are you paying attention? You'll need to be; this thriller will test your brain . . . and it's a page-turner to boot.\" —Elle.com\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"The archetypal murder mystery, the kind it seems like everyone has been hungry for since Gillian Flynn's \u003ci\u003eGone Girl\u003c\/i\u003e and Paula Hawkins's \u003ci\u003eGirl on the Train\u003c\/i\u003e.\" —Cosmopolitan.com\u003cb\u003eMegan Miranda\u003c\/b\u003e is the acclaimed author of \u003ci\u003eThe Safest Lies\u003c\/i\u003e and several other novels for young adults, including \u003ci\u003eCome Find Me\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003eFracture\u003c\/i\u003e. She is also the \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e bestselling author of \u003ci\u003eAll the Missing Girls\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003eThe Perfect Stranger\u003c\/i\u003e for adults. She lives in North Carolina with her husband and two children. You can follow Megan on Facebook at AuthorMeganMiranda, or on Instagram and Twitter at @MeganLMiranda.There’s no light in the narrow stairway to the third floor. There’s no handrail, either. Just wooden steps and plaster walls that were probably added in an attic renovation long ago. The door above remains shut, but there’s a sliver of light that escapes through the bottom, coming from inside. He must’ve left the window uncovered.\u003cbr\u003e The door looks darker than the walls of the stairway, but it’s hard to tell from this angle, without light, that it’s blue. We painted it during the summer from a half-empty can he’d found in the garage, a color called Rustic Sea.\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003e“A complicated color for a complicated door,” he joked. But it turned out to look more like denim than anything else.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eHe stepped back after applying the first stroke, wrinkled his nose, wiped the back of his hand against his forehead. “My feelings on this color are also very complicated.”\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eThere was a smudge of Rustic Sea over his left eye. “I love it,” I said.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e I reach for the door now, and I can almost smell the fresh paint, feel the summer breeze coming in from the open window to help air it out. We painted it all the way around—front and back and sides—and sometimes, the door still sticks when you pull it open. Like the paint dried too thick, too slowly.\u003cbr\u003e There’s a speck of paint on the silver doorknob that I’ve never noticed before, and it makes me pause. I run my thumb over the roughness of the spot, wondering how I missed this.\u003cbr\u003e I take a slow breath, trying to remember the room before I see it, to prepare.\u003cbr\u003e It’s got four walls, a closet, slanting ceilings before they meet at a flat strip overtop. There’s a fan hanging from the middle of that strip, the kind that rattles when it’s set to the highest speed. Shelves built into the walls on both sides, giving way to a sliding closet door on my left. A single window, on the far wall.\u003cbr\u003e There’s a bed, with a green comforter.\u003cbr\u003e A desk to my right, with a computer monitor on the surface, the tower hidden below.\u003cbr\u003e The walls are gray and the carpet is . . . the carpet is brown. I think. I’m no longer sure. The color blurs and shifts in my mind.\u003cbr\u003e It’s just a room. Any room. Four walls and a ceiling and a fan.\u003cbr\u003e This is what I tell myself before I step inside. This is the whisper I hear in my head as I stand with my hand on the knob, waiting on the top step.\u003cbr\u003e For a moment, I think I hear his footsteps on the other side of the door, but I know this isn’t possible. I picture us sitting across from each other on the floor. My legs, angled between his. \u003cbr\u003e He leans closer. He’s smiling.\u003cbr\u003e Then I remember: the carpet is beige. The door will squeak as I push it open. The air will be hotter or colder than the rest of the house, depending on the time of year.\u003cbr\u003e All these things I know by heart.\u003cbr\u003e None of this prepares me. \u003cbr\u003e  ","brand":"Ember","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46301934289125,"sku":"NP9780399556753","price":11.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1842\/7735\/files\/9780399556753.jpg?v=1767727626","url":"https:\/\/k12savings.com\/products\/fragments-of-the-lost-isbn-9780399556753","provider":"K12savings","version":"1.0","type":"link"}