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Chapters (61)
  1. Cover
  2. Praise
  3. Dedication
  4. One
  5. Two
  6. Three
  7. Four
  8. Five
  9. From the Missing Journal of Candace Swain
  10. Six
  11. Seven
  12. Eight
  13. Nine
  14. Ten
  15. Eleven
  16. Twelve
  17. From the Missing Journal of Candace Swain
  18. Thirteen
  19. Fourteen
  20. Fifteen
  21. From the Missing Journal of Candace Swain
  22. Sixteen
  23. Seventeen
  24. Eighteen
  25. Nineteen
  26. Twenty
  27. Twenty-One
  28. From the Missing Journal of Candace Swain
  29. Twenty-Two
  30. Twenty-Three
  31. Twenty-Four
  32. Twenty-Five
  33. Twenty-Six
  34. Twenty-Seven
  35. Twenty-Eight
  36. Twenty-Nine
  37. Thirty
  38. Thirty-One
  39. Thirty-Two
  40. Thirty-Three
  41. Thirty-Four
  42. From the Missing Journal of Candace Swain
  43. Thirty-Five
  44. Thirty-Six
  45. Thirty-Seven
  46. Thirty-Eight
  47. From the Journal of Candace Swain
  48. Thirty-Nine
  49. Forty
  50. Forty-One
  51. Forty-Two
  52. Forty-Three
  53. Forty-Four
  54. Forty-Five
  55. Forty-Six
  56. Forty-Seven
  57. Letter Found in the Journal of Candace Swain
  58. Forty-Eight
  59. Acknowledgments
  60. Booklist
  61. Excerpt

But her guilt would be gone. Even if she was sent to prison, the truth would set her free. It had to. She’d beg for forgiveness and take whatever punishment the system meted out because she deserved it. She didn’t want to go to jail, but if that was the result, she would take it.

Candace wouldn’t be alone. Taylor had finally agreed to join her. Candace had been alone in her grief and guilt for so long, that having someone by her side gave her hope that they would, eventually, get through this. Together.

That meant the world to her.

Once upon a time, they’d been best friends. She and Taylor had met the first day of college in a biology class and became immediate friends. They rushed Sigma Rho together, ate lunch together most every day, went on double dates. With Taylor, she had another sister. She missed her real sister, Chrissy, but with Taylor she wasn’t so homesick and miserable.

The choices they’d each made that first year had, ultimately, torn them apart. But now, maybe, from the ashes of their lives, they could reclaim the friendship they’d once had. They would endure this together. United.

Candace had been waiting at the aquatic center for an hour. She’d slipped in right before closing, hidden in the locker room, and when everyone had left, texted Taylor where she was.

It had taken her time to drive down the winding mountain highway from Payson, then return the truck she’d taken. She felt bad about it, but she didn’t want to get anyone else involved with the mess she’d helped create. She’d filled it up with gas with the remainder of the cash she had, and she’d explain to Willa when she had a chance.

Because maybe—maybe—she wouldn’t be arrested. Maybe she could ask for mercy or community service. All she really wanted was to give Adele’s parents the truth.

Candace sat on the bleachers running alongside the pool. Her eyes had become adjusted to the near-dark security lighting under the bleacher stairs and over each door casting odd shadows everywhere. The water was still, the Olympic-size pool ominous even with waterproof lights under the cement lip.

Candace had propped the side door of the locker room open with a small block. They’d done the same thing many times over the years, when the sorority wanted to have a midnight swim party. Totally against the rules, but so much fun. There were security cameras on the outside of the building, but not in the locker room or inside, so the sorority took advantage of that once a year.