The Second Wife
Rebecca Fleet
"It’s past midnight and the lights along the pier are jumping points of static, reflected in silver glimmers on the sea."
"It’s past midnight and the lights along the pier are jumping points of static, reflected in silver glimmers on the sea."
"On a Tuesday, Denny woke up shivering in the passenger seat of his LeBaron."
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