Her Voice From The Grave

unsettling disquiet. My former love, Michael, now mayor and married to my sister Jessica, dismisses the eerie whispers as 'superst

eletal arms. And with them, a leather-bound journal, my own handwriting detailing my deep love for Michael, his

able,' 'vindictive.' My parents, complicit in her charade, shamefully echoed, 'Sarah was never right. A

e in that fishing shack; she murdered me because I was pregnant with Michael' s child. Then, she brutally dismembered me, sc

riven by an unwavering sense of cosmic imbalance, he set out to uncover every last piece of me, both body and truth, d