Prologue No one dared speak the word suicide aloud. Not here, graveside, but Eddie sensed the weight of it in the chill air—pressing at the neck and shoulders of his dress uniform. Accusation seemed to hover behind the sympathy in every set of eyes, gathering together...

Tori trudged upstairs feeling weary and defeated. Just when things had really started to look up. She bagged her clothes, scrubbed her body raw, washed her hair twice, spread aloe on the back of her neck where she’d gotten sunburned, and finally emerged from the...