Excerpt from This Might Hurt by Stephanie Wrobel, plus links to reviews, author biography & more

The e-mail has no subject line. I open it.

Would you like to come tell your sister what you did--or should we?

Hairs rise on the back of my neck. On the track pad my hand trembles. The note is unsigned but has a phone number at the bottom. Attached are two pdfs. The first lists directions to the island: various routes involving buses, trains, and planes, all leading to a harbor in Rockland, Maine. From there I'd have to take a ferry. The next one leaves Wednesday at noon.

I click on the second attachment and frown at the heading in bold letters. As I scan the typed words I start to feel sick. Halfway down the page a handwritten note in blue ink catches my eye. The blood drains from my face. I push my chair away from the computer. Who could've sent this? How would they know? What if they've already told her? I shove the heels of my palms into my eye sockets, wait for my body to still.

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