Shiver
“Mrs. Menifee was definitely dead: that information had been relayed to Sanders right before they had boarded the plane. Sanders had passed it on to the other marshals, who had passed it on to Sam, and she felt by turns heartbroken, horrified, grieving, and guilty. So far she hadn’t told Tyler. She wasn’t sure that she would, certainly not if he didn’t ask. She and Tyler had nearly been killed, too, and were still, she feared, marked for death, so she was in a constant state of low-grade fear. Plus they’d been ripped away from their home and everything they knew, and she had no idea when they would be going home again. In other words, her life been run off the rails straight into the twilight zone, and she didn’t see any way that it was going to improve anytime soon.
Head pounding, so tired that just putting one foot in front of the other was an effort, Sam walked out of the unfamiliar bedroom in which she had just told her son what felt like a million bedtime stories—usually she read ...to him, but here they had no books—until he had fallen asleep.MoreLess
Head pounding, so tired that just putting one foot in front of the other was an effort, Sam walked out of the unfamiliar bedroom in which she had just told her son what felt like a million bedtime stories—usually she read ...to him, but here they had no books—until he had fallen asleep.MoreLess
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