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

” I said.

Daniel wrapped both arms around the dog.

Mercy licked his face frantically.

He closed his eyes.

Evelyn stepped between us.

“How?”

Daniel looked toward Dr. Brooks.

“Can we speak somewhere private?”

“No,” I said.

“You can speak here.”

His eyes met mine.

They were gray.

Claire’s eyes were gray.

I had spent twenty-nine years trying to forget that exact shade.continue reading …