Chapter 71

The next morning, Sara woke before the sun. After a dreamless night, she jumped from the bed well-rested and ready for the day.

After showering and adding a little makeup, she started a pot of coffee. She was moving furniture around in the living room to get started on her painting for the day when her phone rang. It was Trisha.

“Hey, stranger,” Sara said with a smile as she placed the phone between her ear and shoulder.

“I know. Sorry it’s been so long. Were you up?” Trisha sounded tired but happy.

“I was.” Sara looked around at the house Mr. Garrison had grown up in—the house she was living in until further notice. “I don’t even know how to begin to tell you where I am.”

Trisha sighed. “I need to unwind, so start at the beginning.”

Trisha had taken the stand and testified against Kenny, Owen, and Sara’s dad after her kidnapping, but Trisha hadn’t let it break her. She’d moved to France with her mother a few months after the sentencing, and she’d entered the criminal justice field. T