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“made, or how big of a house you lived in. The newness or shininess of your car wouldn’t matter. “That’s very true,” she said, her spirits rising. For reasons she couldn’t explain, a gust of energy suddenly poured through her body. She felt invigorated—renewed. Jumping to her feet, Kristen brushed the grass off the backside of her jeans. Everything now made total sense. She now knew what needed to be done. “It was nice talking with you, Helen. But I’m afraid I need to go. My girls will be home from school soon, and I always like to be there when they get off the bus.”
― Remember Last Summer
― Remember Last Summer
“Jackie was sitting behind the wheel of her black BMW convertible when Kristen turned off Kessler Boulevard onto Winthrop Avenue. Her house, a small red brick bungalow, was the third one from the corner. She pulled her mini-van into the driveway behind Jackie’s car and shut off the motor. Jackie had already slid from behind the wheel and was hurrying toward her when Kristen opened her door. “What’s going on, Sis?” Jackie asked, wearing a semi-worried look on her face. “You sounded stressed on the phone.” “I wanted to talk to you before the girls got home from school,”
― Remember Last Summer
― Remember Last Summer






