Chapter 48 "Put Your Tray Tables up"
Eliza didn't want to be here. The one and only time she'd been to a funeral, it had been for her mother. Now, here she was, standing outside the church, while Casey's service was underway indoors. She...
Eliza didn't want to be here. The one and only time she'd been to a funeral, it had been for her mother. Now, here she was, standing outside the church, while Casey's service was underway indoors. She...
Amelia opened the bedroom door and stood in the frame of the doorway, staring into its darkness. She hesitated going inside, as if she would be somehow violating Calvin's privacy, and then she remembered...
Liam was sitting in the pizzeria, watching the animatronic band. He had been coming here a lot lately, trying to grapple with his mortality. He was holding his cane in his lap, his other hand gripping...
"Your father scares the hell out of me," Amelia said. She and Wyatt were sitting in his bedroom, Wyatt on the floor leaning against his bed while Amelia was up in the nook of the large, round window...
Beatrice woke up that morning to the smell of coffee. She slowly sat up, pulled her silk robe on over her night shirt and sleep shorts and headed out into the living room, where she found Leslie standing...
Barry Klepper headed down the stairs, out through the kitchen, and across the back lawn to the shed. He tugged the door open, allowing light to flood in and looked around. He then grabbed the old push...