A mute cemetery cleaner took the boy in. He whispered in her ear, “Don’t tell daddy where I am,” but the woman still betrayed him and told

Katya jumped up abruptly and shook her entire body. The old sofa creaked piteously, protesting the abrupt shift. The girl threw an apprehensive glance at it, wishing it wouldn’t come apart totally. She then peered around the walls. Winter was…