| DO THE DEAD CRY? The wait of the dead was the loneliest thing Nikki could ever have imagined. Lonelier than thinking her friends were making fun of her. Lonelier than sitting by herself in the gym on a bottom bleacher while others danced. Maybe she could endure the loneliness if she wasn’t so angry—furious really. He took her and hid her and no one would ever know what had happened. No one would find her. And the years would move away like a train abandoning a station. The tracks becoming covered with weeds, disappearing, with no one to stop there again. Do the dead cry? Do they ache in sorrow? Do they weep in helpless frustration? You know they do. |
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