#FIND A GRAVE SOUTH CAROLINA SKIN#

But there were bodies in the narrow back yard. A couple there had decided their house was uninhabitable due to ghost activity, and they'd called me in to find out if there were any bodies in the walls or flooring. We'd come up from mild and sunny Charleston. I was driving very carefully because traffic was heavy and the road was not clear. The ground was cold and gray and slushy from the melt of the previous snow, and there was more predicted in a few days. Unfortunately, we were nearly at the end of an especially nasty January. If you have to be in South Carolina, it's beautiful in the late spring and the early summer. My dad was still in for embezzling and a few other white-collar crimes. My mother was dead now, and Tolliver's father was somewhere, who knew where? He'd gotten out of jail the previous year. When my mother married his dad, it was a case of two yuppies joining together in the hurtling path down the drain.

#FIND A GRAVE SOUTH CAROLINA SKIN#

Tolliver's dad never took him to a skin doctor when Tolliver was a teen, and his cheeks are scarred from acne his eyes are darker than my murky gray ones, and his cheekbones are high. Tolliver has hair as dark as mine, and if we didn't run and spend quite a bit of time outdoors, we'd both be pale and we're both on the thin side. He was sleeping now, and I glanced over at him, smiling because he couldn't see me and it was okay to smile at him.

That gets old pretty quick.īut I had some jobs in the East, so here I was, driving through South Carolina with my sort-of brother Tolliver in the passenger seat. When work brings me to that part of America, the whole time I'm there it's like wings of a huge flock of birds are fluttering inside my brain, never coming to rest. THE eastern seaboard is crammed with dead people.

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