Sweet Water Deep Lies

Some summers just get hot. Some summers get heavy.

Willow Creek, 1978. A mill town where the whistle keeps better time than any clock, where everyone waves from the porch, and where the old quarry holds secrets beneath its surface. It is a town that believes itself good. Safe. Known.

It is wrong.

Fifteen years ago, a girl drowned in that quarry, and Willow Creek agreed without ever saying so out loud to call it an accident and move on. Her brother never did. When he comes home to bury what is ...