There are skeletons in every closet. Some
stay quiet—and some rule your soul with an iron fist.
Ezra is ruled by the ghosts of his past—and
needled by the guilt they create. Not only does he have to manage his own
guilt—his friends are forced to bear the weight as well. He lives in limbo,
never dreaming of anything that lies beyond the grave.
In his mind, he’s a murderer, pure and
simple.
Hide and seek is Aysa’s game. She begs for
small spaces and empty places. But, she secretly desires so much more.
When they find each other, a hope for
something new is sprung.
But Ezra’s skeletons are out for blood.
“I hide shock well. I’m a pro at hiding. I
have no idea that whatever he had to tell me would be so personal—so
heartbreaking. But, I quickly remembered that heartbreak was all around him
every time he turned around. He needs no more empathy or sympathy in his life.
He craves someone to give him a different take on a tired situation.
And different is practically my middle
name.”
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