COMING SPRING 2019
My name is Melody Fisher, and my daddy was a snake handler in Appalachia until Mama died. Though seven years ago, I can still hear the rattle before the strike that took her from me.
And it’s all my fault.
Daddy disappeared and I’ve been passed around from one foster home to another. I didn’t think anything could be as bad as losing Mama.
I was wrong.
After stabbing a classmate, the court mandated I attend therapy. But I will not speak of the things people have done to me. Every time I’ve spoken, worse evil follows. Now, the only thing I trust is what saved me years ago when I would sing the snakes calm—music.