The Fortress at the Graveside

the light every time she moved. Darren hovered beside her, comfortable, confident, acting as though he belonged there.

As if this house had not watched him betray me.

As if my father had not once looked Darren in the eye and said, “If you ever hurt my daughter, you’ll answer for it.”

I stayed near the wall, posture perfect, eyes scanning, saying little.continue reading …