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Books by Jillian Hart Chapter One “Go on, do it.” The barely audible whisper skimmed over the tall aisle of displayed gre Chapter One Chapter Two This was the last thing he needed right now. Jack swept the white stuff off his hat bri Chapter Two Chapter Three “Thanks, Pastor. You have a good afternoon, now.” Jack hung up the phone in the quiet Chapter Three Chapter Four “This is lame, Dad. I won’t do it.” Jack lifted his gaze from the mountainside road lo Chapter Four Chapter Five That man sitting at the window…there was something familiar about those mile-wide shou Chapter Five Chapter Six By the time Katherine reached home, the snow had turned to a bitter rain. Marin and Hol Chapter Six Chapter Seven “I don’t believe it.” Katherine had to look twice to make sure that she wasn’t imagin Chapter Seven Chapter Eight “Katherine? It’s Jack.” After so many rings, he was taken by surprise when she answer Chapter Eight Chapter Nine “Ava’s chocolate cream pie is way better than this.” Marin dug her fork into the slice Chapter Nine Chapter Ten “What did you do to your hair?” Katherine swiveled away from her computer monitor to se Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Katherine’s entire cardio-pulmonary system stopped when her doorbell rang. Why, it m Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Why wasn’t she surprised? Katherine watched the hostess give Alvin a headshake and a Chapter Twelve Chapter Thirteen The instant the front door closed behind Jack, Aubrey poked her head in from clear Chapter Thirteen Chapter Fourteen The shadows from the nightmare seemed to stick in the light of day. Church service Chapter Fourteen Chapter Fifteen The image of Katherine standing in front of the store, washed in sunshine, stayed w Chapter Fifteen Chapter Sixteen On his way back to the table, Jack kept going over their conversation in his mind, Chapter Sixteen Chapter Seventeen After closing and bolting her front door, Katherine watched out the living-room w Chapter Seventeen Chapter Eighteen The hospital parking lot was packed on a night like this. Ice crisped every surfac Chapter Eighteen
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