“You were sleeping like a baby, like you did in my arms so many times. I leaned over to kiss you as you opened your eyes. A smile teased the edges of your lips. You raised up your head to kiss me. I smiled. And moments before our lips touched, I jabbed my carving knife between your ribs. Funny. Why would I dream that? A. Chapter Fifteen Wednesday, October 19, 11 AM Rachel double-checked the address on the sticky note clutched in her hand and glanced again at the black mailbox. 2317. “Final...ly,” she muttered as she parked in front of the white rancher. She’d been up last night watching Annie’s taped performance. The woman had been vibrant, alive, and not like the woman in the last letters to Sugar. She’d dug through her notes and reread her interviews. She’d spotted the name Kate Tilden, whose sister, Beth, had been Annie’s roommate. Joanne had said Beth had died ten years ago in a car accident but her sister Kate had been a frequent visitor to the house. Rachel had called Kate this morning but had gotten her voice mail.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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