Death changes people. God knows, my own changed me. My name was Cleo Sherwood. After I died, I became the Lady in the Lake, a corpse pulled out of a fountain after months in the water. And no one cared about me until you showed up, gave me that stupid nickname, and started knocking on doors, bothering people, and meddling. , where you were not welcome. Everyone except my family was expected to spit on me. A woman of color who went on a date with the wrong man and was never seen again. But you stepped in and turned my end into your beginning. Why did you need that, Madeline Schwartz? Why couldn’t you continue to live in a beautiful house, be in a completely tolerable marriage? Couldn't you just leave me at the bottom of the fountain? I was safely hidden there. And everyone was safe while I was there...