CHAPTER 18

“When someone is mean to me, I just make them a victim in my next book.” Mary Higgins Clark

There was still no word from Phil.  It was approaching mid-afternoon.  Kristen tossed and turned under her blanket trying to take a nap.  There was no logical explanation why Phil would blow her off.  Maybe he was sick?  Or his phone broke?  It didn’t make sense.  He had promised to hang out with her.

Kristin’s phone rang again.  She glanced at the screen and then screamed into her pillow.  It was Julia…again.  Julia had called twenty-three times five minutes apart.  Whatever Julia needed would have to wait.  Kristin didn’t want to see or talk to anyone...

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