August reached over and touched Zach’s arm. She said, “Well, now, I guess I could say if I’d told May from the beginning about you getting arrested, instead of keeping it from her, none of this would’ve happened. Or if I’d stopped May from going out to the wall that night, none of this would’ve happened. What if I hadn’t waited so long before going out there and getting her—” She looked down at May’s body. “It was May who did it, Zach.” I was afraid, though, the blame would find a way to stick to them. That’s how blame was.
