BOOK 6

The house seemed still and too quiet without Joey. Eunice’s comforting presence was missing; the anticipation that flashed through Jill when Dustin might stride in at any moment was gone. It was just her and Holly now, and Holly was taking a nap.

Jill took a shower and tidied her room, with one ear listening for the phone all the while. The fact that Dustin had not called worried her. She knew he was aware of her concern for his mother, so he would want to reassure Jill as soon as he could. Telling herself not to panic over the silent phone, Jill reasoned he hadn’t called because he didn’t know anything about Eimice’s condition yet. Though she couldn’t bear to think of it, Eimice might be worse off than they could have known. Jill’s stomach tightened at the thought. Eunice is in fine healthy she told herself, even as a shadow crossed her mind, ugly and ill-conceiyed. What if she's dying}

Jill sighed, vehemently wishing that thought had not popped into her conscious. Losing Eunice woul