Last Doll Standing by Cara Reinard

(about this author)

$5.99

Add to wishlist

Related Products
$16.99
$5.99
  • It’s three years after the explosion that made her husband’s mistress, Katelyn, disappear, and Cece has finally put her life back together—until her seventeen-year-old daughter, Josie, goes missing.  Josie is a prima ballerina in the New York ballet.  The police suspect her mystery boyfriend is the culprit for her disappearance, but her parents know she’d never sacrifice her first major performance to run off with a boy.

    When Katelyn returns and threatens Cece’s family with promises of revenge, Cece must woman-up with her old partner in crime who banished Katelyn from their lives in the first place. Katelyn demands proof to clear her name so she can return to her life in New York, but if Cece gives Katelyn what she wants, she risks a life behind bars. And, if she doesn’t, it could mean her daughter’s life.

     

    Rating: non-romance
    Page Count: 360
    Word Count: 91150
    978-1-5092-0689-6 Paperback
    978-1-5092-0690-2 Digital

    Excerpt:

    All I imagined as we sat around the table for our holiday feast was how she was probably eating all alone, dreading the new year, being fed a slimy meal on a tray from a cafeteria employee who didn't want to be at work. There'd be no love in her meal.
    My wine glass had been filled to the top. Mitchell helped me serve the carved ham and green beans almandine because I was feeling too tipsy to do it myself.
    "Why do you keep filling your wine glass up so full? Right here should be the cutoff line," Mitchell laughed, pointing to the halfway mark on the crystal.
    "Because it's Christmas," I answered plainly.
    It was a very full portion of cabernet, and I couldn't drink it fast enough. Truths were threatening to lap over like the brimming wine in my Mikasa glass. Keeping a horrible secret had the same effect. The blood I'd spilt kept sloshing to the surface like the smooth, cool legs of my wine, swirling at the crest and then falling back down again in purplish streaks as I took some off the top. But the more I drank, the more I kept filling, and pretty soon I feared the secrets would spill over the sides, leaving a crimson mess. And I didn't like messes.
     

Reviews

No customer reviews for the moment.

Write a review

Last Doll Standing

Last Doll Standing

Related Products

30 other products in the same category: