The German Shepherd Never Left the Girl’s Coffin. When They Saw What She Was Hiding Underneath Her, Everyone Went Silent
Late March. A cold, colorless sky hung low over the Zelenye Luga cemetery, casting a muted gray veil across the gravestones and the gathered mourners. Nature itself seemed to grieve, as if the weight of one small child’s death was too much even for the season to bear. The city of Rivne had turned out…
