Streetlights passed overhead in metronomic rhythm—one, two, three, four—illuminating black upholstery—five, six, seven, eight—and white knuckles perched at the steering wheel’s upper crest—nine, ten, eleven, twelve… Still, no matter what proof assured her she did move, Jamie felt no closer. It had been so long since she’d last visited Alice at home that the memory of everyContinue reading “Claws”