"The corridor, filled with girls—she saw suddenly how it appeared to him. How it was like the grandest candy counter in the finest department store in town. A candy counter packed fat with brassy blond nougats and licorice-whip brunettes and auburn twists of taffy with round cinnamon-button cheeks, honey-faced brickle with sweet dimpled legs powder sweet as marshmallow, jellied lips of every color, with mouths red and glossy and waiting for him."

Without spoiling anything, Bury Me Deep is very loosely based on the 1930s "Trunk Murders" case, where two bodies were discovered from trunks transported to the Los Angeles Central Station. It was highly sensationalized in the newspapers, and a certain degree of mystery still remains about what really happened.

Abbott fills in the blanks nicely (her writing is lush and gorgeous as always), but her story also stands on its own because it's largely a fictionalized account, and she uses it to tell the story of innocence lost (or was their innocence in the first place?) and characters she has created. You don't need to know anything about the case, but there's a short recap at the end, and now I want to read more about it.