" Greta worked her way toward the back, skipping past racks and stacks of records marked with the year. One after another. It was as if she were going back in time, getting younger as she went and heading toward the girl she’d been back then. Young. Impressionable. A follower. The spark of memories made her shake her head. She’d come so far since then. "

― Gregg Olsen , The Hive