FOUR
SARAH’S CONFESSION
The face that greeted Tom Reid as the door opened was one he knew only too well, and yet something in Sarah’s smile rang false in his mind. This was not the happy and carefree woman who’d laughed and swapped jokes and stories with him and Jennifer in the good old days when Robert had been alive. It had been over a year since he’d seen his cousin’s widow and she seemed to have aged considerably in that time.
Following Robert’s tragic death, Tom and Jennifer had for a time maintained close ties with Sarah, but as often happens in families, the visits to one another’s homes grew less frequent until they’d diminished to maybe once a year, until even those occasional visits stopped and the telephone became the chief means of maintaining communication. After all, they
