“The instant I saw Lori’s dad and Frances across the hot asphalt road, I spun around, hoping Lori was still hidden by the trees. She stood right behind me, in full view. And if my expression matched hers, we couldn’t… — Jennifer Echols Copy Share Image
“Her dad brought his hands together and popped a knuckle. “Trevor,” Frances said soothingly, rubbing her hand on his back. But she was looking hard at me over her glasses, telling me upstanding citizens did not act this way. When… — Jennifer Echols Copy Share Image
