The End of Me
Tara Brown
Twelve years ago, Evie Evans left behind a dangerous job to be a full-time mother and wife.
Suddenly widowed and left to raise her children alone, Evie hopes she’s prepared for anything the world might toss at her.
But there’s no way to prepare for what comes next.
In the decade since she last worked, the world of espionage has changed, as has Evie.
The minivan-driving mother of two couldn’t be further from the woman she once was and doesn’t have time to catch up.
At every turn, another secret or betrayal is awaiting her.
A retired spy.
A dead husband.
A new job offer to save the world.
It’s been one hell of a week for Evie Evans.
And it’s only getting worse.
His death was almost the end of me.
He was still everywhere, surrounding me.
In our children's eyes, in the smell lingering in our bed, in candy bar wrappers stuffed down the side of the minivan driver door.
He was everywhere except where I needed him to be.
In my arms, kissing my lips, on the name of the deed to our house.
When his death didn't end me, the proposal from the man who owned every moment of my life, did.
My husband carried on in the places he wanted to be but I was gone the moment I agreed.
The moment I let him have me, was the end of me.
Suddenly widowed and left to raise her children alone, Evie hopes she’s prepared for anything the world might toss at her.
But there’s no way to prepare for what comes next.
In the decade since she last worked, the world of espionage has changed, as has Evie.
The minivan-driving mother of two couldn’t be further from the woman she once was and doesn’t have time to catch up.
At every turn, another secret or betrayal is awaiting her.
A retired spy.
A dead husband.
A new job offer to save the world.
It’s been one hell of a week for Evie Evans.
And it’s only getting worse.
His death was almost the end of me.
He was still everywhere, surrounding me.
In our children's eyes, in the smell lingering in our bed, in candy bar wrappers stuffed down the side of the minivan driver door.
He was everywhere except where I needed him to be.
In my arms, kissing my lips, on the name of the deed to our house.
When his death didn't end me, the proposal from the man who owned every moment of my life, did.
My husband carried on in the places he wanted to be but I was gone the moment I agreed.
The moment I let him have me, was the end of me.
سال:
2013
زبان:
english
فائل:
EPUB, 220 KB
IPFS:
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english, 2013