The Girls Are All So Nice Here

by Laurie Elizabeth Flynn

So this is Amb,” Kevin said when she was gone. “I’ve heard a lot of good things about you.” I searched his face until I saw it—the glinting eyes, pleading for my silence. “Likewise,” I said. Flora wanted me to meet my Kevin, but I never did. I met hers.

I don’t like talking about it. Because then I’d have to admit that I’m the one who killed her.