TRUE GRIT x WHERE DREAMS DESCEND
When Ma takes her own life, she amplifies Cassidy’s rot—the lethal power to decay anything, dead or alive, with her touch. Now Cassidy’s strong enough to kill the two immortal witches who have imprisoned half the Great Plains in eternal day and half in eternal night. Cassidy vows to save her sisters from a life of poverty under the Sun Witch’s reign. But before she can use her power, she must seduce the Moon Witch’s prince into revealing his worst secret—or face her own.
If it were up to me, I’d bury Ma in the dead of night. Problem is, we’ve got plenty of dead and not a lick of night. You think I’d be used to it, living in a town that hasn’t seen a sunset in ninety-nine years. But I ain’t. Three in the morning out here, and the sun’s burning a hole in my back. Mind over matter, Cassidy Crowe. We got to get rid of Ma’s body, and we got to do it quick. Can’t give her a proper funeral. Then someone might find out she’s dead. And everyone in Faith will be looking at me.
Firebird stamps his hoof and throws his head back so hard the reins rip my palms ragged.
“Shhh.” I pull at the bit and give his white mane a couple soft strokes. Ma’s Appaloosa. He’s been spooked ever since we hitched up the apple cart and set out for the orchard. I’ll bet he knows Ma’s lying under the apples. Horses are like that. Fluent in dead-speak.
I swallow hard and focus on the ground—on putting one foot in front of the other. When Ma chose to die, she ran my heart straight through. But she chose it, and nobody can prove that different.