Don't Scream. Wendy Corsi Staub
kids?” Cassie laughed nervously.
“You’re right, let’s go for six. I don’t like odd numbers. And we’ll put up a big stable for Marshmallow, and you can ride him whenever you want, every day if you want.”
“Ride him where?”
“On our beautiful property. We’ll have a few acres, lots of trees, a water view, white picket fence, the whole nine yards.”
White picket might as well be barbed wire, she found herself thinking illogically, as her fiancé pulled her in for a kiss.
She tried to relax and let him kiss her, but she couldn’t.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
She shook her head. “Nothing.”
He gave her a long look and was about to question her further when his sister stuck her head in and told them dinner was ready.
How much longer can I go on pretending everything is fine? Cassie asks herself now, resting her head against the steering wheel.
She had enough to worry about before this whole Rachel thing reared its ugly head the other day. Between her medical residency and her wedding plans, she’s barely had time to digest what that birthday card might signify.
All she knows is that her life is finally thrashing out of control like a wild stallion.
And she has two choices.
She can either tightly take hold of the reins while there’s still time…
Or she can close her eyes, allow fate to toss her wherever it may, and pray for a safe landing.
There she goes at last, heading tentatively up the wide brick steps and disappearing into Glenview Springhouse.
For God’s sake, it took Cassandra Ashford long enough to get out of the damned car.
In contrast, it takes no time at all to furtively dart from the silver BMW to the red Ferrari to the blue Toyota and slip a white envelope beneath the driver’s side windshield wiper on each.
There you go, ladies. A nice little surprise for all of you…
Especially Matilda.
She’ll look at it with confusion, and certainly with disdain, and, perhaps, ultimately, with dread.
That’s the point.
At the very least, she and the others will come to realize that they aren’t alone here at this secluded inn in the woods.
That, in fact, after this they can never really be sure they’re alone anywhere.
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