An overwhelming guilt washed over me, like acid rain, burning my body, seeping into my skin and tainting my blood. It was immediately followed by anger, a fury so intense that I found my composure crumbling and then I started screaming into the forest, letting it out. I screamed for Nancy’s life, for Valerie’s pain. I screamed for my son. I screamed for the lost years between my brother, for Hallow Ranch. I screamed for everyone trying to take it from me. I screamed for my unforgiving father. I screamed for Momma.
