The tree from the drawing had been cut down, but its stump remained. The red X had been marked right behind it. I started digging—my fingers raw, my breath shallow.
Ten years. That’s how long it had been since my sister Emma vanished. One moment she was dancing under twinkling fairy lights at her wedding reception, the next—gone. No farewell, no fight, no struggle. Just her wedding dress folded perfectly on a chair in her honeymoon suite, her shoes aligned side by side at the … Read more