What makes a place feel like home? Is it warmth and familiarity? Some idealized, make-believe version of the American Dream? Is it love and acceptance? Or is it simple safety?
Or it's none of those things. And it's a place where the captain of the football team is murdered. Or maybe it's just a forgotten closet under a well-trod staircase, where it's just you and the mice and the spiders, like an extra in a Wes Craven movie.
Hope. A word so close to home, and as tricky. As much as we wanted Jason's killer caught, and the town, our home, to feel safe again, with every day that passed, our hopes dimmed more and more.
There's that old, cliched saying, "It's darkest before the dawn." But sometimes... There's just darkness.
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Jughead's Novel
Mystery / ThrillerEvery thing Jughead wrote in his novel on the show :) I do not own any of the characters of the show 'Riverdale'
