# She Was Buried Beneath the Snow. He Was Buried Beneath the Truth.

final words locked inside me for almost three decades.

Some truths do not remain quiet because they are forgotten.

They remain quiet because speaking them gives them new power to wound.

“She said, ‘Don’t let him take her.’”

“I assumed she meant the police.”

“She said him.”

“Did she say Mark?”

“Hale?”

“Did she know I was pregnant?”

The question struck like a continue reading …