Excerpt
Sisters Separated


Now how was Sarah going to help Christine? How could she
have let her sister go off by herself like that? The next time Sarah
kicked a rock from the side of the road, it was in anger, not self pity.

“You okay?” asked Hillard. He was looking at her with
compassion, as if sensing that she was going through a rough time.

“I can’t believe I just let her go off by herself. I just fell asleep in
the back of the car and didn’t wake up for hours. I just …” Sarah
broke off with a fit of coughing. She had almost forgotten about her
cold in her worry about Christine.

“That doesn’t sound good. The cough, I mean, not the sleeping in
the back of the car. Maybe that’s where I should have left you. If
you’re sick, the cold air could make you worse.”

Sarah rolled her eyes at him. “I‘m fine. It‘s just a cold. My sister is
the one we should be worrying about. She might be out here in the
dark, all alone. And I don’t see how we could possibly catch up with
her, since she left hours ago.”

Suddenly, instead of a rock, her foot connected with something
metallic. It made a clunking noise as it hit a large rock off to the side
of the road. Sarah’s eyes opened wide as she gasped and bent down
to retrieve the object. It was dented now, and the screen was broken
in two places. But there was no mistaking what it was. It was the cell
phone she had given to Christine before she had left the car.