Genre: YA Literary
Word Count: 50,000
When Ian Calloway
goes on a walk and comes back in a coffin, his twelve-year-old cousin is
determined to find out why.
The funeral was quiet. It seemed like every member of our
town was there, shrouded in black taffeta and starched collars. The priest’s
voice was deep and soothing, and it all ran together like paint over Mama’s
tears. I could feel her shaking with them, one hand fisted into a tissue.
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