Safe
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With the unforgivable thing she’d done so long ago by a short-rate motel.
But maybe that’s exactly what I needed to do now.
Forgive.
When Hesse and Kline came calling again, I knew if I’d told them the whole truth about Father and Mother, it would’ve eventually led them to her.
I didn’t want that now.
Because that’s where I was going.
“There it is,” Tabs said. “Ninety-five Weatherly, right?” She stopped the car across the street from a gray clapboard house that had rosebushes lining the walk all the way up to the front door. From here, you couldn’t see a single thorn on them—just a solid bloom of bright, welcoming pink.
I waited.
“So. You gonna do this?”
I nodded.
“Want me to come?” She was unclasping her seat belt.
“No. Don’t think I need help walking anymore.”
I got out of the car, crossed the street. Limped past the roses up to the front door, swallowed hard.
Ding-dong.
A woman I barely recognized opened the door. Her eyes were wet and welcoming. Her arms were already reaching out to grab hold of me. Her daughter.
Safe at home.
Safe at last.
Acknowledgments
I would like to thank my brilliant editor, Lindsey Rose, and my wise and indefatigable agent, Richard Pine, without whom this book would not have been possible.
About the Author
S. K. Barnett is a pseudonym for a New York Times bestselling author whose previous book was turned into a major motion picture.
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