I’ll Never Tell by Catherine McKenzie
English | 2019 | Mystery/Thriller | ePUB | 3.3 Mb
I’ll Never Tell : What happened to Amanda Holmes?
Twenty years ago, she washed up on shore in a rowboat with a gash to the head after an overnight at Camp Macaw. No one was ever charged with a crime.
Now, the MacAllister children are all grown up. After their parents die suddenly, they return to Camp to read the will and decide what to do with the prime real estate it’s sitting on. Ryan, the oldest, wants to sell. Margo, the family’s center, hasn’t made up her mind. Mary has her own horse farm to run, and believes in leaving well-enough alone. Kate and Liddie—the twins—have opposing views. And Sean Booth, the family groundskeeper, just hopes he still has a home when all is said and done.
But then the will is read and they learn that it’s much more complicated than a simple vote. Until they unravel the mystery of what happened to Amanda, they can’t move forward. Any one of them could have done it, and all of them are hiding key pieces of the puzzle. Will they work together to solve the mystery, or will their suspicions and secrets finally tear the family apart?
“They were on the road. Her parents’ house loomed behind her, though she didn’t turn to look at it. It was the last place she’d seen them, before they’d died in the spring.
“It’s just . . . camp,” she said. “Why are you still here?”
“I’m carrying your bag.”
“No, I mean here here. At camp. Living here.”
“This is my home.”
“But it isn’t.”
Sean dropped her bag onto the road, releasing a small cloud of dust. “Why are you being like this? I didn’t do anything to you.”
Margaux knew she was in the wrong, acting like a jerk. Already this day was wearing her down. The house, her parents’ empty house, was tugging at her, reaching out and making her into the person she used to be. Her summer self. That girl wasn’t who she wanted to be anymore, but sometimes you don’t get to choose who you are.
“I’m sorry, Sean. It’s this place.”
“You can’t blame a place for how you behave.”
He rocked back and forth on his heels. A lifetime of summers in the sun made him look every one of his forty-five years.
“Your parents were good to me, you know.”
“I admire them for that.”
“Only for that?”