VERA'S POV

It started raining hard that evening while we drove home. Jack and Nathan had gone to search for Malone, but they couldn’t find him, and it got too dark to keep waiting around in the graveyard. A police report had already been made in case things got worse. I didn’t know how to describe what I was feeling. The pain inside me was loud, so loud that even Hannah’s voice beside me sounded like extra noise in my already noisy head.

From the moment she told us Malone was missing, I felt like throwing up. A sharp pain started in my lower stomach, and I curled up in...