As I walked down the east wing hall, I could feel their sticky fingers reaching for my brain. Puffs of yellow smoke curled toward my ears, my eyes, my nose and mouth. The hivemind wanted to penetrate and infect. Colonize. The danger was so real, so close, I didn’t dare open my mouth to ask directions. Or howl.
— Laurie Halse Anderson, The Impossible Knife of Memory
One, just one of the reasons the novel is so satisfying is that Hayley’s voice recalls that of Melinda, the silent heroine of Speak, but without being a clone or copy. They are each themselves, these novels are separate works, but it’s good to be a reader in a world in which they both exist.