Seph patiently waited for me to continue, her mouth pressed together in a solemn line.

"He was clearly dead," I continued. "Ramsey stood over him with a bloody knife, and... I remember everything so vividly, every grisly detail, but especially the sharp cut of Ramsey's smile. It was him. No question."

Seph sighed up at the bare branches stabbing at the overcast sky. "Then what happened?"

"Ramsey rushed outside into the meadow behind our house. I ran ...