“It is what it is. That’s her car out there and, well, that’s her right there.”

Jeremy looks at the woman again. There’s a few flies dipping in and out of the back of her skull.

“What happened to her?”

I feel a little uncomfortable. I wasn’t really planning to lay it all out like this.

“Well, I hate to say this but I killed her.”

Jeremy nods slowly. He’s starting to take this in and I’m relieved.

“Don’t ask me why. Anything I say is just gonna sound ridiculous.”

I rub my hand in my hair. I want to appear frustrated.

“Things just got out of control.”

Bob Clark owns the Self Serve in Cashtown Corners. It’s the only business there and Bob is the only resident. He’s never been comfortable around other people. Until he starts to kill them. And murder, Bob soon discovers, is magic.

People Live Still in Cashtown Corners is Bob’s account of a tragedy we all thought was senseless.