Reborn on the Quarry's Edge
d that vibrated up through the
ason jars for canning, the late afterno
rt
ck, trying to clear that ove
art of an old quarry, a place folks said
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, sharp with a fear Elen
e jar. It shatte
back door, her
ne foot planted awkwardly on a moundstepped on something,
ng caps. The stories
e beginning of
Hoskins, lived just down the road. He
crackled over her cell a moment
ned, her v
e a muscle. You need to call Jack. He
Her hu
e washed o
from a life she' d already
er waist, while his mother lay dying because
Elena hysteri
said, her voice flat. "He's
is serious.
cut in. "He st
usy with Brenda, too annoyed by Elena' s panic. His mother, Martha, had died because of
e knew better
memories, they were
hen he wanted to be. An ex-Army
a user. His life-saving skills
their small Appalachian town. Brenda, flashy and
r, was the only real
nts. They' d died saving Martha and a young, terrified Jack from the fla
is neglect of Elena. She saw Bre
try," Bill urged,
ge calm settling over her. This time, things would b
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