Memory
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Ryan Matthews has a memory problem. Some memories just don't exist — nothing before age 10 really.
Some memories conflict.
If you asked him a year ago about his home life, he would have said his adoptive parents loved him, and he loved them, and they probably didn't deserve the wild teen he became.
So what about the scars on his arm? Or his stomach? What about the images that haunt his nightmares?
If you can't trust your own memories, what can you trust?
Book 11 in the Newsroom PDX suspense series, set in a college newsroom in downtown Portland.
Foul language. Some sex. Lots of politics. Just like Portland.
Par autoru
A former journalist writing mysteries and thrillers about what she knows: complicated people, small towns, big cities, cops, reporters, politicians, assorted bad guys.
I write about religion, and politics. About race and gender. I believe in the journalism axiom: Comfort the afflicted, and afflict the comfortable. To which the labor organizer Mother Jones was supposed to have added: And in general raise hell.
Works for me.
