CHAPTER FORTY SIX
As Riley drove her rental car up into the hills, she felt strangely claustrophobic.
It didn’t make sense to her at first.
Here she was, driving toward her father’s cabin through grand Appalachian vistas, breathing in the clean forest air, surrounded by redbud and dogwood trees that were blooming on the wooded mountainside.
She ought to feel free and unconfined.
Instead, she felt cramped and uneasy.
Little by little she realized what was wrong …
Demons.
The demons of her life were closing in around her—demons in the shape of memories of her father. She had rarely visited him during the years he had lived up here. Whenever she had come here, he’d shown her nothing but bitterness. They’d quarreled, and after every visit she’d sworn never to come back here.
And now s
