Published books

They always find the bodies eventually. That’s what people say, as though it were comfort.
I have kept mine well. Each one wrapped, labelled, dated, shelved in the order I earned them. I don’t call them victims. I call them the price.
I was six years old when I learned that people can be taken from you in a single night. No one asked me if I minded. No one asked me anything at all.
So I decided, quietly, that no one would ever take anything from me again.
And I wait for the one who’s going to say the name.