Trying to Live With the Dead (The Veil Diaries #1)

by B.L. Brunnemer

I knew that one day he would ask that question. I know I should tell him, but I was exhausted, and I didn’t want to have the long drawn out conversation it would need. “I’ll tell you someday,” I began, letting exhaustion into my voice. “Just not today.” Rory met my eyes and gave me an understanding smile. He gestured to the sketchbook in my hands. I handed it over to him without thought. “You keep a record of them?” he asked, surprise in his voice. I nodded, feeling my heartache. “Some of them haven’t been found. I figured someone should remember them.” I looked out over the water, listening to it lap at the dock. “How long have I been out here?” Rory was flipping through my sketchbook as he answered. “A couple of hours.” I sighed and rubbed my eyes. I turned my mind back to one of my big worries. “What did you tell Tara?” Rory sighed closing the book. He raised his head and met my eyes. “I told her it was none of her business.” He handed me back my sketchbook before resting his elbows on his knees. “How long do you think we can keep it from her?” I asked.