The views of Norm’s property concentrated on the beauty of the spring, although the last three showed the house, which never seemed to change no matter the season.She heard the front door open and close, heard Carolyn acknowledge the new arrival with a soft-spoken response. Jemma thought nothing ...
Like you.” T held the framed portrait of Hannah and stared into her blue eyes. It could have been Lyla as a child. He set it down gently on the top of the bookshelf that ran down the length of her bedroom wall underneath the gallery of mementos and family pictures. Walking into this room, pretend...