The Unquiet Bones

by Loreth Anne White

I’m scared it will somehow get out because, after all, a secret is only a secret if you keep it exclusively to yourself.

But I can’t do this alone. I really need someone to help me, and I don’t know who I can ask if I can’t tell anyone. Not one single soul. Except . . . maybe there is one person . . .

Ru 🩷