Still Waters

It’s 1980. And there’s a church steeple at the bottom of Lake Lanier. Sixteen-year-old Keisha Montgomery sees it her first night at the lake house, straight lines where straight lines shouldn’t be, sixty yards from the dock, twenty feet down. Her parents say it’s a summer house. Her father, a civil rights attorney, says he’s here for work.

Then Mae appears on the dock. She’s also sixteen. Cotton dress, bare feet. Dead since 1912.

Mae has been waiting decades for someone who would sit still long enough to see her. She has a story to tell, about a boy who told a lie, about Night Riders with torches, about a thousand Black people driven from their homes, and about the sheriff who flooded their graves to bury the evidence.

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