Month: August 2018

Week 90 – There was so much to explain

He had some major grovelling to do.   Drake knew this wasn’t going to be easy. Rachel was so angry. She had every right to be, he’d hurt her deeply, although the choices he had made were what he thought

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Week 89 – Bright lights were everywhere, the room was unfamiliar . . . where was she?

Bright lights were everywhere, the room was unfamiliar . . . where was she? Rachel had no idea. “Open your eyes right now,” a voice ordered. It was Drake’s voice, so she must be dead, right? She didn’t feel dead.

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Week 88 – In a heartbeat the door burst open

Something clunked somewhere in the house. Rachel wasn’t sure what it was, probably nothing. Apparently the man standing above her bed thought differently. “Go check that out,” he growled at his men. Then he turned to her, “Is that him?

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Week 87 – Metal clanged loudly

He should have stayed dead. Dead was easy. Dead was safe. Dead was lonely. And that was exactly why Drake had come back for his wife. He couldn’t stand living without her. He couldn’t stand keeping his distance, he couldn’t

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Week 86 – She couldn’t breathe

He had called her Snow White. No one but Drake called her that. But Drake was dead. Rachel was so confused. The man in her bedroom called her by the name only her husband had used but he wasn’t her

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