Don’t Forget the Girl by Rebecca McKanna EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Rebecca McKanna
- Language: English
- Genre: Women’s Crime Fiction
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BREE
OCTOBER 2015
In twenty-five days, he’ll be dead.
The number beats a steady rhythm in Bree’s mind as she leaves her
office in the fine arts building and walks outside onto the campus lawn.
Twenty-five days. Twenty-five days.
The students at the tiny college where she teaches take advantage of the
unseasonably warm October afternoon, and she stares without really seeing
them. Guys in track T-shirts toss a Frisbee to one another while a trio of
girls in bikini tops lie on brightly colored beach towels, enjoying the sun.
Twenty-five days.
Do they have any hope he’ll tell investigators anything helpful before
then? She wants to get home so she can read more news articles.
It takes her a second to realize one of the boys playing Frisbee is staring
at her. It’s her student Zach, watching her with the intent expression he
wears in her classroom after she asks a question about the use of light in a
photograph or the balance between foreground and background. She makes
a quick, almost involuntary gesture with her right hand like she’s shooing
away a fly.
Don’t, she wills him. Someone will notice.
His gaze moves from her to the Frisbee cutting through the blue sky
above him. Bree glances back at her phone’s screen as she walks. It still
shows the Associated Press article. She closes the tab so she doesn’t have to
look at the photo of Jon Allan Blue. It’s one of the media’s favorite pictures:
him on the stand at his trial—eyes crinkling at the corners, long-fingered
hands gesturing languidly like when she knew him.
The letters from him sit in her desk drawer. He must have found her
campus address online. Three letters in two years.
White envelopes
addressed in neat Palmer script. In the bottom right corner, someone
stamped in red: Mailed from a state correctional institution.
The familiar thoughts bubble up: If I had just listened. If I had just paid
more attention—No, she tells herself. Don’t go there.
One of the girls tanning waves at Bree. It’s another of her students—
Alayna—wearing a black bikini top and cutoffs. Her bleached-blond hair
sits in a knot on top of her head, appearing almost white in the bright sun,
as she sits up on her cherry-colored towel.
This is the trouble with such a small school. Bree can never move
around anonymously.
“Hi, Hadley,” Alayna calls, still waving.
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