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

drove while Dr. Brooks followed in her vehicle.

Mercy kept her nose against the window.

At every intersection, she whined before the turn.

She knew where she was going.

The old auto shop had once been called Larsen’s Service and Repair.

Twenty-nine years earlier, its sign had been red.

On the night Margaret died, the red letters had reflected across the continue reading …