You’re okay with asking a girl who was wearing a pretty dress and had nice hair, who went to the dance with her cabin mates, who drank from the same punch bowl as everyone else—you’re okay with asking that girl what mistake she made, and you wouldn’t think to ask a boy how he would avoid raping someone? Would it be a better story if she had known what she was drinking? If her skirt had been two inches shorter?
— A book dealing with rape and victim blaming. I loved how empowering this was: how the main character refused to let what happened to her define her, and how she had a strong support system (family, friends, etc.).