I love my family. But can I trust them?Walking down an airport corridor I see her. My mother’s sister. There is no mistaking we’re related; we have the same long, black hair and brown eyes. But my aunt is the one person in the world my mother told me never to trust.Nothing feels real right now. My beloved mother was my whole world—she taught me everything and she said she would always be there for me. My last memory is of her screaming at me to get out. Then the flames took her, and she was gone.Now I have to live with my aunt and I hope she’s changed after all these years. But when I secretly watch her speaking to her friends, she makes it sound like I’m a stranger in her home.She leaves her bedroom door open and I hear her on the phone to the police late at night. I start to wonder if she had something to do with the terrible fire that ripped my life apart. And my blood turns to ice when the detective asks, what are you hiding?Is my aunt trying to protect me, or is it time to teach her a lesson?
You have a great childhood. You and your older sister are thick as thieves and you support each other every step of the way.
It goes without saying that, when something horrible happens, she is the first person you call. She will know what to do. Older sisters know best, right? Maybe though in this case it’s not exactly true…
Nothing you can do about it, even if you want to, with all your heart. It is what it is and you share a dark secret now.
You would think something so fierce would bind you together for ever. It does not. On the contrary…
What ever went on in the past, she still entrusts you with the most precious thing after she dies: her daughter.
You realise why this happened to her. It’s all linked to the past. A past that will seek revenge in the present.
People’s reaction to events, whether they are happy ones or sad ones, can be divided in two groups.
On the one hand there are those who scream and shout and make their opinion very clear to the rest of the world. On the other hand there are those who keep silent, nobody ever really knowing what goes on in their head.
People belonging to the loud group are noticed and if someone is out for pay back, it’s those you suspect straight away. The quiet ones often easily overlooked and/or forgotten.
Maybe though being extravert is what keeps them sane? It’s what helps them to offload? Whilst the introvert ones maybe never allow themselves to move on? Who would you bet your money on, if you had to pick a suspect?
A very enjoyable read that paints the picture of what greed and grieve can make you do. 5 stars
About the author
Georgina Cross is the author of works of domestic suspense, psychological suspense, and thriller.Georgina has been writing since she was a child. Notebooks & printed pages filled with stories: adventures growing up in New Orleans and tales from Malaysia & England where her family lives. After graduating from Louisiana State University, she enjoyed a career in marketing & communications and founded Susie’s Wish non-profit which sends patients with life threatening illnesses to the beach. She spends time with her husband and their combined family of four sons watching scary movies and basketball tournaments and is thrilled to be a full-time author.
Author website: www.Georgina-Cross-Author.com