โ Scribed by Teresa Mummert
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
There's a place just south of town that people hide their secrets. The police call it the killing field. Seven bodies have been unearthed there in the past thirteen years. Four of those were in the last few months alone. If you ask me, this whole town is a killing field, riddled with corrupted innocence and decaying youth.
Nothing ever changed here. Maybe that's why I was drawn to the new boy who moved in across the street. Momma called him a heathen. He looked like freedom to me. I didn't care what it was that he was running from, as long as he took me along for the ride. But the distance couldn't help me escape my past, and some secrets were best to stay buried.
Something in the Water _ has a mature storyline. Some readers may find the content triggering. Not intended for readers under the age of eighteen. Portions of this story appeared in my young adult novel The Death of Lila Jane._
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