Chapter 1
Back home. Thank goodness. Frowning at the wilting plants in…
Chapter 2
Inching. No, centimetering. No, millimetering. Ann pulled her silver Mercedes—one…
Chapter 3
Martha took in a deep breath over nine counts, filling…
Chapter 4
Cindy stood back and surveyed the room that would be…
Chapter 5
Ann stepped onto Cabin Four’s screened-in porch and greedily inhaled…
Chapter 6
Ann dragged her eyelids open, registered pine walls and the…
Chapter 7
Cindy walked a little apprehensively up the narrow trail toward…
Chapter 8
Martha opened Internet Explorer on Betsy’s computer and typed in…
Chapter 9
Dinnertime at Camp Kinsonu. Ann pushed a piece of yellowish…
Chapter 10
Death. Imminent. Ann rolled to her side, sending mental instructions…
Chapter 11
Cindy smiled down at Martha’s perfect cookies and tried to…
Chapter 12
Martha sat out on her favorite ledge in her favorite…
Chapter 13
Ann looked critically at the painting she’d just completed of…
Chapter 14
Cindy walked along the path toward the building where they…
Chapter 15
“Thank you.” Ann smiled warmly at Arnold, who was standing…
Chapter 16
Martha stood on the scattered rocks at the edge of…
Chapter 17
If Cindy thought there was true silence in the room…
Chapter 18
Ann stood on the beach, waiting for Patrick to show…