I thought I was ready.
From the moment she struck with that knife at her wedding, I knew she would not make it to the end of our story alive.
But when I actually heard she was dead, I still sank to my knees among the headstones.
Daniel did not help me up.
"Can you tell me now?"
I asked quietly, "Did you ever keep a diary as a child that you didn't want your parents to see?"
"Yes."
"Where would you hide it?"
"Under my mattress. Or in a locked drawer."
I laughed, but there was no humor in it.
"Audrey never dared. There wasn't a single door in her house that could be locked."
The Whitmore estate had 27 rooms. The locks had been removed from every bathroom, bedroom, and dressing room. Vivian said families should not keep secrets.
When Audrey was 8, she buried her diary in the garde
