The Edge of Always by J.A. Redmerski
November 5, 2013; Forever/E-Book; $3.99; 978-1-4555-4901-6
Camryn Bennett has never been happier. Five months after meeting on a Greyhound bus, she and her soul mate Andrew Parrish are engaged-and a wedding isn't the only special event in their future. Nervous but excited, Camryn can't wait to begin the rest of her life with Andrew, a man she knows in her heart will love her always. They have so much to look forward to-until tragedy blindsides them.
Andrew doesn't understand how this could happen to them. He's trying to move on, and thought Camryn was doing the same. But when Andrew discovers Camryn is secretly harboring a mountain of pain and attempting to numb it in damaging ways, there is nothing he won't do to bring her back to life. Determined to prove that their love can survive anything, Andrew decides to take Camryn on a new journey filled with hope and passion. If only he can convince her to come along for the ride...
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I turn to Andrew again, waiting for him to spit it
out. A cold breeze rushes through my knitted sweater, and I hide my hands
inside the sleeves.
“You have five minutes to throw all of your stuff
in your bag,” he says, and my heart is beating erratically before he finishes
the sentence. He taps his wrist where there is no watch. “Not a second more.”
“Andrew—”
“This isn’t up for debate,” he says. “Go get your
stuff.”
I just look at him, face blank.
My theory was right, but I didn’t want it to be. I
don’t want to go on the road…I mean, I do…but it’s not
right. It’s just not right.
“You have four minutes now.”
“But we can’t just leave like this,” I argue. “It
would be rude.” I point at Asher. “And Asher just got here. Don’t you want to
visit with—”
“I can visit my big brother anytime,” Asher
counters. “Right now, I think you better do what he says or you might end up on
the road wearing the same panties for a week.”
A few more seconds pass and I still haven’t moved.
I’m in a state of mild shock, I guess.
“Three minutes, babe,” Andrew says and is looking
at me with a serious face. “I’m not kidding. Get up there, throw our shit in
our bags, and get in the damn car.”
Oh hell, he’s back to his old
self again…
When I start to argue again, Andrew’s eyes get all
feral-looking, and he says, “Hurry up. Time’s running out!” and he points to
the house.
Finally, letting down my guard and going with the
moment as much as I can allow myself, I glare at him and say, “Fine.” I’m only
agreeing to it because I know he’s trying make things better. But I feel guilty
as hell.
Disregarding his playful five-minute demand, I
turn on my heels and walk very slowly back toward the house, purposely taking
my time, partly my way of silently arguing the situation.
I push open the bedroom door, set my bag on the
bed, and start stuffing everything inside of it. Then I go into the bathroom
and grab our toothbrushes and various bathroom necessities. I yank our phone
chargers from the wall and then my phone from the nightstand and chuck it all into
my purse. I make my way around the room, hoping that I’m not missing anything.
Looks like Andrew already packed his stuff at some
point and I never noticed.
Then I just stand here, scanning every inch of the
place around me but not really seeing any of it. I don’t want to do this, but
maybe it’s the right thing.
I hear the horn honk
three times, and it snaps me out of my thoughts. Grabbing my bag, I swing it
over my shoulder and grab my purse from the bed.
A bit about the author J.A Redemerski
J.A. Redmerski, New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author lives in North Little Rock, Arkansas with her three children, two cats and a Maltese. She is a lover of television and books that push boundaries and is a huge fan of AMC's The Walking Dead.
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