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

polite.”

The laundromat’s red sign finally appeared ahead.

Only three letters were glowing, so it looked as though the building was called NDRY.

I reached the door and pulled.

It was locked.

A handwritten notice had been taped behind the glass.

CLOSED DUE TO WEATHER.

I stared at those words while snow gathered on my shoulders.

Then I laughed.

The sound came continue reading …