![]() ![]() In spades.Īnd her physiotherapist would tear her a new one for the abuse she'd put her injury through over the last few days. As much fun as it had been to get together for dinner with the old gang, she and her shoulder would pay for this little excursion tomorrow. Kate corrected her steering, then eased her neck to the side to stretch out the tension forming in her shoulder, feeling every one of her thirty-three years. Not that there was a lot of nostalgia to-Īnother sideways slip on the road. ![]() That would teach her to give in to the nostalgia of her youth. The car's worn tires slid sideways on the rutted gravel road that was rapidly turning into a series of lakes.ĭamn, but she wished she’d taken her own vehicle, a solid little four-wheel drive sedan, instead of the family's old boat of a station wagon. Even with the wipers slapping back and forth at top speed, the road remained mostly invisible. Kate Dexter flipped the wipers to high and returned to clutching the hard plastic of the steering wheel with both hands. The late October rain swept across the windshield, obscuring the dark, narrow road ahead. To obtain permission to excerpt portions of the text, please contact the author at of Contents Thank you for respecting the author's work and not supporting or encouraging piracy. Please purchase only authorized editions. No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any printed or electronic form without written permission. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locations is coincidental. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the sole product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. ![]()
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