Woot! Today’s the day! This Happened To Jessica is officially released, and you can grab your copy right here on Amazon.
This is the second book in the “Secrets of Redemption” series (if you haven’t read the first book, It Began With a Lie, I’d definitely encourage you to start there). It’s my first series ever, so I’m pretty excited.
If you want to read the full story behind the story, check it out here. And keep reading for an excerpt:
Celia was looking around the table with a bewildered expression on her face. “I don’t understand. Why does it matter if Jessica is related to Brittany?”
“Because Brittany looks like Jessica,” Mia said.
Everyone fell silent. A woman next to us burst into hysterical, high-pitched laughter. Another table over, a group of college-aged guys started chanting as one of their friends, wearing a Wisconsin Badger cap, guzzled a pitcher of beer. Glasses clanked as they were plunked onto tables.
“Not this again,” Celia breathed out, picking up her Cosmo and draining it.
“What do you mean, ‘not this again?’” Mia asked, her voice quiet, but with a dangerous edge.
Barry put a hand on Celia’s arm. “Nothing. She means nothing.” He glared at his wife. Celia kept her mouth shut, but her sour expression spoke volumes.
“Barry, let her talk,” Mia said. “What do you mean, ‘not this again?'”
“You know what I mean,” Celia said. “It’s been fifteen years. It’s time to let it go.”
“Let it go?” Mia said, her voice sounding even more quiet and dangerous. “Let it go? Our friend disappeared! And we don’t know what happened to her!”
“First off, I’m sure Jessica left on her own. Her stuff was gone …”
“But, it wasn’t the right …” Mia tried to interrupt, but Celia kept going. “And even if something did happen, she’s gone. Gone!” Celia leaned forward. “I know this is difficult for you to hear, but you’re not going to heal unless you, all of you …” here she looked around the table, “… accept it. She’s gone. She’s been gone for fifteen years. She’s not coming back. And no amount of rehashing or talking about it is going to change that.”
“She was our friend,” Mia said. “Don’t you get that? How heartless can you be?”
“I know she was your friend and I know this is painful to hear. No, Barry, stop it. Let me talk. This isn’t healthy. It’s not healthy to live in the past and that’s precisely what everyone here is doing. Someone has to speak the truth and I guess that has to be me. I didn’t know Jessica, but I very much doubt she would want all of you still obsessing over what happened to her fifteen years later. Besides, this has all gotten worse since she,” she nodded toward me, “came back. We don’t need to keep living in the past. Jessica is gone.”
“I agree,” Rich said, his deep voice cutting across the table. His voice was quiet, but there was something about it that caused everyone to pay attention. Maybe it was because he so seldom talked that when he finally did, it was really noticed. “If we’re not going to be honest about what happened that night, then it makes no sense to keep talking about it.”
“What aren’t we being honest about?” Mia asked.
Rich stared at me, his dark eyes glittering. “If we’re honest, we know exactly who to blame for that night.”
Did he mean me? I stared at Rich, dumbfounded. “What do you mean?”
His gaze didn’t flinch. “You know exactly what I mean.”
You were the last person to see Jessica alive. Daniel had told me that. And Daphne. But, he couldn’t possibly mean I had anything to do with Jessica’s disappearance. Could he?