I threw myself over Mom's grave because if I shielded it with my entire body, maybe she wouldn't be able to get out. I spread-eagled my arms and legs to try to cover every square inch. Another scream nearby slammed my heart against my ribcage, as if it was trying to escape, too.

Please don't come back. Please don't come back. Please don't come back.

"What's going on?" Callum whispered.

Please don't come back. Please don't come back. Please don't come back. ...