Chapter 12
Ever couldn’t sleep that night. The shovels had been procured and were ready for the next day’s task, but something didn’t feel right. Ever knew that Dawn wanted to cover up something that had been full of torture and unbearable suffering, but at the same time, she would be covering important evidence. She decided she needed to talk to Dawn about it. Ever wished the Man was there. She wasn’t sure how far to push Dawn or if she should push at all. It was Dawn’s life, and the abuse had happened to Dawn, not to her. Ever tossed once again in her top bunk as the light came in through the window, illuminating the small cabin while driving out the darkness of night. Dawn stirred and got up to make tea.
“I know you’re awake. Do you want tea yet?” Dawn filled the tea pot with water, s
