T's Trial: A Bone Cold--Alive Novel - Plot & Excerpts
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, pretending to see it for the first time, had to be chalked up as one of the most difficult things he had ever done. His stomach had taken an automatic dive when he’d realized where she was heading as she left him at the piano. Her hand had dipped into the vase and she’d retrieved the key, explaining she’d left her set at the store. She’d slid the metal into the lock, turned it, but didn’t seem to notice it was already open, then turned to him and beckoned. He’d followed reluctantly.What had he expected—a new room? Did he think he and Fletch had dreamed the other? It had been hard enough to follow Bertie. This was almost impossible.Lyla had perched on the edge of the bed, her feet barely touching the floor.
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