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

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snow like blood.

I had not returned since the trial.

As we approached the vacant lot, my chest tightened.

Mercy stood.

Her entire body began to shake.

“Slow down,” Daniel said.

Evelyn pulled to the curb.

The dog cried out.

It was not the cry of an animal afraid for herself.

**It was the cry of a mother who knew someone she loved was still buried.**

Mercy lunged continue reading …

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