The Lawn Worker Heard Crying in My Basement and I Knew Something Was Wrong

wall. He listened without interrupting. When I finished he exhaled slowly and said the thing I had not yet allowed myself to say aloud: that Cassandra might not just know what happened to Felicia, but might know because she had been the one to make it happen.

“Do not confront her,” Steven said, gripping my shoulder. “Not yet. If Felicia is alive and continue reading …