Alice Sebold was raped and beaten near her dorm during her freshman year at Syracuse and police told her she was lucky she hadn’t been murdered.
Alice was so lucky that every time she told someone what happened to her, she changed in their eyes and a little piece of who she was before it happened fell away, until she was scared she’d never get back to being that person.
Alice was lucky she not only ran into her rapist again, but he recognized her and knew he had gotten away with what he did. She failed to recognize him in a lineup but eventually he was convicted and sent to prison. Soon after he was in jail, someone broke into her home and raped her roommate. Alice was lucky enough to relive her own trauma all over again.
Alice was raped in 1981 and wrote her memoir in 1999, years before the #MeToo movement. She wanted other people who were raped to know they were not alone, although their experiences may have been different.
We’re lucky to have this book.
(It’s better than Lovely Bones.)