“As they made their way up the walk, Hanna spoke again, in her soft new voice. “Do you trust me?” Suzette considered how to respond. It seemed wrong to lie when asked so directly – and it being their first real conversation. “No,” she said. “Good. They were right to burn me.”

“As they made their way up the walk, Hanna spoke again, in her soft new voice. “Do you trust me?” Suzette considered how to respond. It seemed wrong to lie when asked so directly – and it being their first real conversation. “No,” she said. “Good. They were right to burn me.”

— Zoje Stage