"Hair the color of lemons," Rudy read. His fingers touched the words. "You told him about me?"
[…] Years ago, when they’d raced on a muddy field, Rudy was a hastily assembled set of bones, with a jagged, rocky smile. In the trees this afternoon, he was a giver of bread and teddy bears. He was a triple Hitler Youth athletics champion. He was her best friend. And he was a month from his death.
"Of course I told him about you," Liesel said.
"Carrie had some sort of power… but she was just like me, like any of you. She had hopes and she had fears, and we pushed her. You can only push someone so far before they break." - Carrie (2013)