Bonham Hill Cemetery
“Then I was looking for Llorona. I went to Bonham Hill Cemetery first, the place she used to go when she wanted to be alone, even though it was the furthest away from Brenda’s. She also went there whenever she ran away. It was the first place any of us looked. All I saw were the headstones of the people Llorona said she could hear if she really listened. I prayed Llorona was not with the dead, her voice joining theirs.”