I hear Ginger’s voice yell out over my hair dryer. “Yeah?” I yell back, turning to see her holding a phone out.The new burner phone I picked up from the extended-stay hotel this morning.Switching off my hair dryer, I smooth my expression as I take it from her. By the lit-up screen displaying “unk...
I murmur as Ben’s Jetta turns past the large “Bernard Morris Grove” sign and creeps along one of the longest driveways I’ve ever seen, lined with oak trees big enough to create a tunnel-like cover. With strands of Spanish moss hanging elegantly from their limbs, it looks like something out of a m...
Untangle “You said Sofie is coming to get us out of here?” I asked Max, my hand holding the cloth door back as I appraised the sleeping village. The tribe was nocturnal, Max explained, and so all was quiet except for the occasional stirring of a tiger, guarding the huts. Now, though, with ...
For the past five days, the bulldog’s been too attached to Alex’s leg to greet anyone. The sinking feeling has already settled in my stomach by the time I walk the seven steps to the kitchen, to find a still-warm casserole sitting on the stove. I know before I reach my roo...
At least it seems that way as we follow the server through the pub. To my left, a guy waves. To my right, another guy fist-pumps. We pass by a table with four young women. “Hey, Connor!” one calls out. He flashes them a smile and a polite nod and continues on. That’s when all four sets of eyes se...
Just for now.” Caden pulled me into another embrace. As my head rested against Caden’s chest, I stared at the front door. He was the old Bishop, but still the wrong one. This was so much worse than having Caden think I’d been with Julian. So much worse … “When this is all ...