The Year of the Gadfly
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“Do you know what it took for Socrates’ enemies to make him stop pursuing the truth?”
Storied, fiercely competitive Mariana Academy was founded with a serious honor code; its reputation has been unsullied for decades. Now a long-dormant secret society, Prisom's Party, threatens its placid halls with vigilante justice, exposing students and teachers alike for even the most minor infraction.
Iris Dupont, a budding journalist whose only confidant is the chain-smoking specter of Edward R. Murrow, feels sure she can break into the ranks of The Devil’s Advocate, the Party’s underground newspaper, and there uncover the source of its blackmail schemes and vilifying rumors. Some involve the school’s new science teacher, who also seems to be investigating the Party. Others point to an albino student who left school abruptly ten years before, never to return. And everything connects to a rare book called Marvelous Species. But the truth comes with its own dangers, and Iris is torn between her allegiances, her reporter's instinct, and her own troubled past.
The Year of the Gadfly is an exhilarating journey of double-crosses, deeply buried secrets, and the lifelong reverberations of losing someone you love. Following in the tradition of classic school novels such as A Separate Peace, Prep, and The Secret History, it reminds us how these years haunt our lives forever.
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want you to listen to me, Lily. We’re not angry with you for drinking.” Like her situation amounted to a common teenage infraction! But Justin was smart enough to keep the art project from them. They wouldn’t have understood, and he wanted them focused on the important point. And on cue her father said, “You were violated.” “No, Dad. That’s not true.” Elliott blinked. “This is serious, Lillian. Were you or weren’t you drugged?” Maureen took Lily’s hand, but she yanked it free. “I knew
stairs, and then out the door. You will not be afraid. I put one foot in front of the other, listening for anything that might be creeping up behind me. I was halfway down the hall when the vents clanged on. I burst into a run, skipped up the stairs two at a time, and slammed the black door. Seconds later I was on the front steps of Prisom Hall, shivering and watching for my mom’s car across the fields. The school grounds felt desolate and remote, an uninhabited planet. I pinned my eyes on the
flowed up her arm and exploded in a starburst through her body. She did and did not want him to reach out and touch her. She focused her eyes on the hand in his lap, willing it to move, willing it to stay. “Are you bored?” she mumbled. He looked at her like he was staring off the edge of a cliff. Vertigo, she thought, wasn’t the fear of heights but the fear of jumping. Her heart pounded. She heard bells echoing, though the movie was stopped. The flapping of wings. Justin swallowed. Then his
truth. Peter and I found a few stories about Mr. Kaplan’s dead brother. He was killed in a car crash at approximately 4 a.m. on May 2, 2000, in a “head-on collision due to severe weather conditions.” We found nothing about the location of the accident or what the car had hit. “I suspect foul play,” Peter joked. Or suicide, I thought, remembering my conversation with Veronica Mercy. My gut began doing a salad-spinner maneuver. If Justin had seen Sacrificial Lamb or found out about it, might