Saturday, October 1, 2016

Eleven Miles of Night: Reading #56:

Jason realized that he had knelt down directly where Lorna Mae Watson’s bones would be. This understanding suddenly frightened him for reasons that he could not quite identify: Is Lorna Mae down there even now, he wondered. Is she looking up at me through empty eye sockets, her ribs poking through the powdery remnants of the muslin dress that they buried her in?