The Coach House

Edgar gave her the key. He didn't mention that he had one too.

Dalía moves into the coach house on her uncle's property while she trains at the law enforcement academy across the city. Edgar painted the bedroom for her. Alba, her aunt, leaves a plate of food on the counter every night. The yard between the two houses is thirty feet of packed dirt and river rock and a cottonwood tree.

The coach house has old walls. Single-pane windows with warped glass. Baseboards held in place by finishing nails that pull out clean — the way nails pull out of holes they've been in and out of before.

Edgar's first wife hid composition notebooks inside those walls. The handwriting is small and neat and slants to the left. It gets smaller as the pages go on.

"A work of psychological suspense about the things hidden in the walls of a house — and the woman who put them there."