Iris Vale stole her first memory at fourteen. Not intentionally. She'd been holding her dying grandmother's hand when it happened. One moment, Grandma Rose was there, eyes clouded with dementia. The next, Iris could taste wedding cake from 1952, feel a young soldier's kiss, smell honeysuckle on a summer breeze she'd never lived. Her grandmother smiled, finally at peace. "Thank you," she whispered. Then nothing. The memories were gone. Rose couldn't recall her wedding day anymore. But Iris could. She carried it now. Perfectly preserved. Utterly stolen. She spent the next twenty years wondering if that made her a thief or a savior.
Billy Williams is a German-born storyteller with a fascination for the fragile threads connecting memory, history, and the future. In his twenties, he has already carved a voice that blends sharp imagination with a deep sense of humanity.View all by Billy Williams
