By Diane Chamberlain
Her family's cottage at the New Jersey shore was once a spot of freedom and innocence for Julie Bauer—until her seventeen-year-old sister, Isabel, was once murdered.
It's been greater than 40 years given that that August evening, yet Julie's thoughts of her sister's demise nonetheless form her global. Now somebody from her prior is elevating questions about what particularly occurred that evening. approximately Julie's personal complicity. a couple of devastating mystery her mom saved from all of them. in regards to the one who went to legal for Izzy's murder—and the individual that didn't.
Faced with questions and armed with few solutions, Julie needs to assemble the braveness to revisit her previous and untangle the advanced feelings that resulted in one unspeakable act of violence at the bay at midnight.
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