In dark inner city basements. In sinkholes and caves and shallow graves. In ditches, riverbends, lakes, and streams.  In fifty-five-gallon drums filled with concrete. In ashes. All over the world, perhaps not far from where you sit reading, bones lie undiscovered. Searches have long been called off, the grieving mostly—if not completely—forgotten. Mothers, fathers, wives, … Continue reading It’s a Small World Till a Loved One is Murdered | Guest Post by Kyle Anthony →