Alicia should never have told her friends that her dad was a mortician.
She should have never bragged about seeing dead bodies, and she definitely should never have said she could swipe her fathers keys.
If she hadn’t done those things, Alicia would not have found herself in this predicament, her morality teetering towards the breaking point. She would not be holding four hairs from a dead man’s h...
The body sways precariously. Little feet dangling above the dirt floor.
The feet are too little, and my heart catches in my throat as I watch them sway. I want to reach out, to hold the body, to whisper the words that have now been lost to time.
By the time I build the courage, it is falling, and I have missed my chance again.
No, not falling. It jumps to the ground. The body is a boy who hits th...