Belated Goodbye

  “This was your family’s restaurant?” Erica asked. I nodded, silent, reliving that horrible night: My fiance Haydn’s pushing me into the cellar and commanding me to keep silent, no matter what.” Erica understood. “You never saw him again?” I shook my head. “Two survivors said he’d been captured. But I never could find out.”Continue reading “Belated Goodbye”