Chapter 7
ROSE'S POINT OF VIEW
My phone buzzed while I was getting my nails done. Normally, I'd ignore it, Tuesday afternoons are my me-
time, after all. But something made me look. Maybe it was intuition. Maybe it was fate. Maybe it was just that delicious feeling I'd had all morning, like something wonderful was about to happen.
The headline made me smear the perfect French manicure Julie had just finished on my right hand.
"LOCAL WOMAN FEARED DEAD AFTER CAR FOUND IN RIVER"
My hands shook as I clicked the link, not caring about the ruined nail polish. There it was, in clean black and white: Camille Elizabeth Lewis, age 25, presumed dead after her car was discovered in the Morton R "Oh my God," I whispered, but inside, fireworks were going off. Champagne corks were popping. Every cell in my body wanted to jump up and dance.
"Everything okay, Miss Lewis?" Julie asked, concerned about my trembling hands.
I forced my face into the appropriate expression of shock and grief. "My sister... there's been an accident. I... I need 10 go
The drive home was torture, having to keep my face properly devastated while my heart soared like a bird finally freed from its cage. I barely made it through my front door before the laughter bubbled up, wild a
She'd
actually done it. My pathetic, clingy little sister had finally done something right. She'd disappeared
exactly like I'd arranged, right down to the car in the river. Those gays I hired through three different cutouts had followed my instructions perfectly.
I poured myself a glass of the Cristal I'd been saving for a special occasion. This definitely qualified. Taking my phone and the champagne,
up in my favorite window seat, the one with the perfect view of the garden Camille used to love so
Local news,
like love letters, each one sweeter than the last. The photos they'd chosen were perfect, Camille always photographed
shadow.
sister," I whispered, raising my glass to the empty room. "Thanks for finally
right on cue. I took a deep breath, arranged my voice into something appropriately broken. "Baby?" I let my voice crack. "Did you...
sounded genuinely upset, the fool'I'm on
alone right
sob for effect. "My baby sister.." "We'll get through this together," he promised. ended the call and stulled at my reflection in the win mourning period had passed.
four years carefully
need to be dark when he arrived.
drawing curtains, ating the perfect stage set for my performance. The grieving sister, devastated by loss,
support... it
again, Mommy this time. I
Her voice was thick with tears.
a sob. "They
pain in her voice sent a thrill through me. This was what I'd wanted all these years,
sister. "The police think..." I paused for
on purpose. She's been
seeds I'd planted over the past months were blooming beautifully. The subtle hints about Camille's depression, the careful suggestions that
more," Mom wailed.
soothed, while inside I was dancing "But you know Camille,
the rim of my glass. Free! Finally, gloriously free! No more perfect little Camille with her sad eyes and qu I caught sight of a photo on the mantel, me and Camille at her wedding, her maid of honor dress carefully chosen
Were."
and checked my makeup in the hall mirror. The
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