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There are defining moments in each of our lives. Moments that you know no matter what happens afterward, that you will always remember. The smell of Knox’s cop car. The shiny floors of the police station. The sounds of a typewriter somewhe
CHAPTER 89Sutton“She hit him in the lung,” the pretty new deputy named Katie told me. “He didn’t even make it to the hospital. But we did get Margaret’s statement. She confessed to everything, including Forrest’s involvement.
PROLOGUESuttonBefore Mama got sick, she would often tell me that there were two kinds of people in this world.“The first ones are like you and me,” she’d say
CHAPTER 2SuttonYou didn’t grow up the way I had around men and let some stranger put his hands on you. I was about to hand the fancy city slicker his ass when Mad Max flew across the room and held a fork to the handsome man’s neck.
CHAPTER 3SuttonI could feel Mr. Williams’ gaze on my body as I hurriedly went through the closing routine at the bar. Every time my eyes met his penetrating gray ones, I pretended that I didn’t notice him staring. But we both knew better.
CHAPTER 4SuttonI snuck surreptitious gazes at Mr. Williams in the moonlight as we approached the trailer. As much as I didn’t want to admit it, the man was drop dead gorgeous. I liked the fancy way he talked and the air of superiority that radiated from his body. I especially liked the five o’clock shadow on his jaw that I had a feeling most people n
CHAPTER 5SuttonA loud crash woke me from my sleep. Out of instinct I grabbed the bat by my doorway and raced into the kitchen. In horror, I saw that Mark lying spread eagle on the floor with a nasty gash on his head. That wasn’t the only surprise, either. My neighbor Earl also had a bat in his hands, it was clear what had clobbered Mark, and it looked like
CHAPTER 6Sutton“I can’t share your bed, Miss Landry.”I rolled my eyes and repeated myself one more time. “Listen, Mr. Williams, you have a head injury.
CHAPTER 7SuttonOver breakfast, Mark glared at Martha like he wanted to knock her flat on her backside. It was endearing that he was so defensive of me. After all, we had only met the day before. That thought was completely lowering. How was it that it seemed I had known Mark for ages when, in actuality, it was merely twenty-four hours?
CHAPTER 89Sutton“She hit him in the lung,” the pretty new deputy named Katie told me. “He didn’t even make it to the hospital. But we did get Margaret’s statement. She confessed to everything, including Forrest’s involvement.
CHAPTER 88SuttonThere are defining moments in each of our lives. Moments that you know no matter what happens afterward, that you will always remember. The smell of Knox’s cop car. The shiny floors of the police station. The sounds of a typewriter somewhe
CHAPTER 87Sutton“I had just turned up the radio and started to sing along,” Candice said in a gruff voice. Her body was bandaged and bruised, and she was awaiting x-rays to see what was broken. But she was okay, and that was all tha
CHAPTER 86SuttonTwo days later I came home from the grocery store to find Mark had returned. But he wasn’t alone.
CHAPTER 85Two Weeks Before… Half the world away in Italy.The private investigator sat impatiently waiting for the head honcho to call him in. He was tired from the long international flight, followed by the
CHAPTER 84The next day at our girls lunch out. I was sharing stories about Earl swiping the the sacramental wine from Father Montgomery.“How is Father Montgomery these days?” Natalie asked scooping up some ketchup with her fry.
CHAPTER 83SuttonThree hours later Evie’s temperature had gone up to a hundred and two degrees. Candice still hadn’t returned with my car and Mark was out of town for business. So my choices were drive Sadie’s death trap, or ca
CHAPTER 82SuttonHaving Sadie come work for us was a complete and utter godsend. Not only was she a natural with the girls, but she was as sweet and soft spoken as they came. Being younger in school than I was, I hadn’t had the chance to g
CHAPTER 81Sutton_ One month laterI thought I knew the definition of the word tired. It wasn’t as if I was a stranger to hard work. However, nothing could have prepared me for the twins. I felt like a zombie most days. A zombie with gigant