Lana gets a present

"Tell me why!" She shouts at me. "Why? Why do you hate me!" "You wanna know why?" I yell back. "Here!" I shove one of my many diaries at her. "Here! This will tell you all you want to know, and more." Then I run, out the door, down the fire escape, and all the way to the graveyard. I HOPE SHE'S HAPPY, I think.