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“Don’t jump. You have so much to live for.”
“Probably. I mean, I don’t know you very well.”
“Take a load off, Needles.”
SIX MONTHS EARLIER.
“You see that? She’s into you.”
“Because she smiled?”
“Ah, shitballs. No, because she smiled with teeth. Smile back.”
“I don’t know…”
“How is your diabetes doing?”
“It’s growing more powerful every day.”
“Aunt Jessica, is there a place I can set up my work?”
“If you had a whole robot arm, it’d be coolor.”
“Is one-forty good? Did you win something?”
“It’s supposed to be between seventy and one-thirty. Can you pull over?”
Everyone’s time runs out eventually. Sometimes it comes quietly in the middle of the night at the end of a long life. Other times, death cuts across your timeline without warning.
Today just happens to be my time.
“Food fight!” someone shouted behind me.
You’ve got to be kidding me, I thought as I scrambled to close my Calculus book. Hands fumbling, I tucked my calculator safely into my backpack, but by the time I’d turned around to grab my notebook, it was too late. Ranch- soaked lettuce splattered across my meticulous notes on differentiation and the homework assignment I’d started a few minutes ago. I ripped out the page and balled it up. Now I’d have to copy someone else’s notes and redo the first five math problems.
What happened to Zoe won’t stay buried…
When Anna Cicconi arrives to the small Hamptons village of Herron Mills for a summer nanny gig, she has high hopes for a fresh start. What she finds instead is a community on edge after the disappearance of Zoe Spanos, a local girl who has been missing since New Year’s Eve. Anna bears an eerie resemblance to Zoe, and her mere presence in town stirs up still-raw feelings about the unsolved case. As Anna delves deeper into the mystery, stepping further and further into Zoe’s life, she becomes increasingly convinced that she and Zoe are connected—and that she knows what happened to her.
Two months later, Zoe’s body is found in a nearby lake, and Anna is charged with manslaughter. But Anna’s confession is riddled with holes, and Martina Green, teen host of the Missing Zoe podcast, isn’t satisfied. Did Anna really kill Zoe? And if not, can Martina’s podcast uncover the truth?
Inspired by Daphne du Maurier’s Rebecca, Kit Frick weaves a thrilling story of psychological suspense that twists and turns until the final page.
Clementine knows very well what is expected of her as the interim Dark Lord: there are dastardly deeds to accomplish, unsuspecting townspeople to frighten, a level of chaos and uncertainty that must be maintained. But Clementine has other priorities, too. Namely, who is this mysterious Whittle Witch, and what is her quarrel with her father? Is Darka Wesk-Starzec a friend or foe, and who—or what—is she hunting? And what happens if her father finds out that she, Clementine, is capable of light magic—or that she sometimes dreams of existing somewhere between the two moral extremes?
Clementine Morcerous awoke one morning to discover that her father had no nose. This was not exactly unexpected. Several mornings previously, the Dark Lord Elithor Morcerous had greeted her with slightly less nose than usual, and a bit of a weaker chin. The difference was so small that Clementine, who was quite small herself, barely noticed it. She did notice something different about him—he was her father, after all—but she thought perhaps he had gotten a rather unflattering haircut.