Andrea Thompson is smart, assertive and beautiful. She’s also desperately lonely. Raised in Europe by her grandmother, she struggles knowing neither of her parents wanted her, and she has no idea why.
When Andrea receives an urgent call from her older sister Carrie, she agrees to fly to the United States to help. Carrie’s newborn daughter Rachel needs a bone marrow transplant.
What Andrea doesn’t know is that her return to the United States will launch a chain of events that will uncover secrets hidden for decades. Secrets which will rock the Thompson family and ignite a political firestorm.
Secrets that some will kill to protect.
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Dylan
“Give
me one of those.” Sarah was slumped back in a cast iron chair as she said the
words, her injured leg tucked up in front of her.
“Hell, no,” Dylan said as he
lit his cigarette, shielding the lighter from the wind. He took a long drag
from the cigarette, the coal lighting up, the faint sound of the tobacco
burning audibly in his ears.
“I’m eighteen now.”
He raised an eyebrow, glancing
over at her. After the too intense discussion with Carrie, he’d stepped outside
for a smoke, planning on a little solitude. Sarah had followed him out onto the
balcony. Twenty stories up, he could see most of Bethesda and parts of
northwest Washington, DC spread out below his feet.
“I don’t give a shit if you’re
thirty,” Dylan said. “I’m not giving you a cigarette. If you want one that bad,
buy your own.”
“You’re kidding, right? I don’t
leave the house. I’m a cripple, didn’t you know that?”
He slumped into the seat across
from her. “You’re no more a cripple than I am. Actually your injuries weren’t
as bad as mine.”
She shrugged. “I’m not a
soldier.”
“Better toughen up, then.
What’s this about you being a cripple?”
She sneered. “It’s nothing. Mom
and Dad basically laid down the rule I couldn’t ever leave without an escort.”
“Alex said you home schooled
this year?”
“Tutors, mostly. I can’t
imagine what it cost. But it’s changed everything.”
“How?”
She raised her eyebrows. “You
went to high school. You know what I’m talking about.”
Dylan shrugged and took a drag
off his cigarette. “I don’t really. My high schooling wasn’t exactly normal.”
Her eyes widened a little, then
she said, “Oh, that’s right. I forgot. I remember the night Alexandra told Dad
you’d dropped out of school. He was overjoyed.”
“I’m sure he was.”
Unexpectedly she leaned
forward, tilting her head slightly to the right, a serious expression in her
eyes.
“You’re drinking again, aren’t
you?”
Dylan froze. For nearly fifteen
seconds he didn’t move. Then his eyes darted to the sliding glass door.
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