Chapters (65)
- Cover
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Chapter Forty-Five
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Chapter Forty-Seven
- Chapter Forty-Eight
- Chapter Forty-Nine
- Chapter Fifty
- Chapter Fifty-One
- Chapter Fifty-Two
- Chapter Fifty-Three
- Chapter Fifty-Four
- Chapter Fifty-Five
- Acknowledgments
- P.S. Insights, Interviews & More . . .*
- About the Author
- About the Book
- Read On
- Praise for Susan Lewis and Her Books
- Also by Susan Lewis
- About the Publisher
It takes some getting used to, I can tell you, but once I get into it, it turns out to be something I find myself looking forward to doing. Weird, huh? It also means I get to see Dan on a fairly regular basis and if he can’t come I send in my homework, as I call it, and he brings it with him the next time he comes so we can discuss it.
During all this time he doesn’t mention much about what’s going on with you, but I know he’s building up to it and I’m bracing myself. Finally, he gets around to telling me that even though you’ve been out of hospital for a good while, you’re still not doing all that well. He says physically you’re healing the way you should, although you’ll always have scars, but upstairs you’ve still got the curtains pulled. I feel myself shrinking up inside when I hear that, like I need to get away from it, but there’s also a lot I want to say to you, I just don’t know how to find the words.
He wants me to write one more letter after this one before he starts what he calls the next stage of the process, whatever that is, but I’ve decided not to. He doesn’t understand why, so I tell him that I need to know what you think of my other letters before I start trying with all the sorry stuff. OK, I get that it doesn’t work like that, it’s not my place to call shots in this, but truth is, I’m scared. Big admission for me, that. It’s true though. I’m scared that there’s nothing I can do or say that’ll make a difference for you and that’ll be like hurting you all over again.
I know he’s going to tell me that the best way I can help you is to name the PC who ordered the hit. The trouble is, that’s like asking me to choose between you and my ma.
Chapter Thirty-Six
“Are you OK? Not too tired?” Claudia asked, opening the front door for her mother to go in ahead of her.
“Not tired at all,” Marcy replied softly, and after unbuttoning her coat she hung it on the stand while Claudia made a point of not watching her; she knew that it bothered her mother to have her single-handed efforts to help herself monitored as if she were a child. Actually, she was doing quite well on that front, and it wasn’t as if her left hand didn’t function at all, it just hadn’t regained much of the dexterity it had enjoyed before.