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January 6, 2013
Dark Crossings

July 2012
On Sale: July 2, 2012
320 pages
ISBN: 0373837666
EAN: 9780373837663
Kindle: B007UNC40O
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Excerpt

A strange, shrill voice dragged Abigail from deep sleep. No, it was two voices, one low-pitched, one high. She huddled under her sheet and quilt, then thrashed against them. Dreams had haunted her again—of a couple running through a cornfield, whooping in delight, with Ben leading the way. Ben laughing, knocking over the stalks…running in crazy circles… Had she been dreaming of Ben and Liddy? No. The voices were real. She could hear them right now.

Clutching the covers, Abby sat bolt upright. At least the people weren’t outside her house. Maybe down by the creek, or on the covered bridge. That often funneled sounds her way. Probably rumspringa kids, maybe some she knew. Drinking beer, staying out late, just as she had during her running-around time. Or maybe it was outsiders telling ghost tales on the Read More… Previous Picks

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