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Chapters (45)
  1. I know you'll never forgive me...
  2. Part One - Your Father
  3. Chapter One
  4. Chapter Two
  5. Chapter Three
  6. Chapter Four
  7. Chapter Five
  8. Chapter Six
  9. Chapter Seven
  10. Chapter Eight
  11. Chapter Nine
  12. Chapter Ten
  13. Chapter Eleven
  14. Chapter Twelve
  15. Chapter Thirteen
  16. Chapter Fourteen
  17. Chapter Fifteen
  18. Chapter Sixteen
  19. Chapter Seventeen
  20. Chapter Eighteen
  21. Chapter Nineteen
  22. Chapter Twenty
  23. Part Two - Your Mother
  24. Chapter Twenty-One
  25. Chapter Twenty-Two
  26. Chapter Twenty-Three
  27. Chapter Twenty-Four
  28. Chapter Twenty-Five
  29. Chapter Twenty-Six
  30. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  31. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  32. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  33. Chapter Thirty
  34. Chapter Thirty-One
  35. Chapter Thirty-Two
  36. Chapter Thirty-Three
  37. Chapter Thirty-Four
  38. Chapter Thirty-Five
  39. Chapter Thirty-Six
  40. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  41. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  42. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  43. Chapter Forty
  44. Chapter Forty-One
  45. About the Author

I ignored him and grabbed Jay’s wrist. “If you have an alibi, you need to tell us what it is. If you weren’t home on Sunday night, you couldn’t have killed him. Do you understand that? Nothing else you said or did to your father means anything if you were somewhere else on Sunday night. Where were you, Jay?”

Our eyes met.

He knew I wasn’t playing a game with him. No tricks. For just a moment, the classroom felt empty, as if Darrell and Norm were gone, and I was alone with Jay. I could feel his desperation in wanting to open up to me, his secret clawing to get out. His eyes looked into mine and said: You know, don’t you?

Because I did.

I knew what he was hiding. I can’t even tell you how I knew, or what it was that gave it away. But knowing that, I also realized there was no way Jay was ever going to admit it. It was never going to happen.

“I’m telling the truth,” he told me again. “I was in my room all night.”

And then he added pointedly, “Alone.”

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Fifteen

That night, I sat on the floor of my house in complete darkness, no lights on at all. I wanted it to look like I wasn’t home. The fireplace was cold, a whistle of icy wind coming down the chimney and making me shiver. I smoked, but I couldn’t even see the gray cloud when I exhaled. Every now and then, I got up and looked out the window, but there was no moon, no starlight, just the thick clouds that would be burying us in snow by morning.

I knew he was out there somewhere. Ricky.

I’d changed the locks since I threw him out, so his key wouldn’t work. When I got home, the first thing I did was check the windows to make sure he hadn’t broken in. I’d heard he was sleeping on the couch of one of his mine worker friends, but I knew he would come after me sooner or later. He was out for blood. Darrell continued to push me to stay with him and his family for a while—a gallant thing to do, since he was furious at me for interfering in his interrogation of Jay—but I told him no. For every night I spent safely, there was another night after that. Ricky would get to me eventually, and I had to be ready.