Chapter One
Emily fumbled with the dial on the radio trying to localize an actual signal. After several seconds of intermittent static, a crackly vibrato pitched through the car’s speakers and she recognized an old Patsy Cline tune but not the words. She sighed and lowered the volume until it became pleasant background noise. She hoped the music would lighten the heaviness she felt in her stomach. She needed some way to alleviate the apprehension that kept creeping up the back of her mind.
She sat forward in the seat, pulling at the thin blue cotton T-shirt that hugged her bodice. Even though it was early June, there was a still a nip in the air and she was alarmed to see goose-bumps rising over her bare thighs, all the way to the lip of her cut-off shorts. I’ll have to cover up when I r
