The Cottage on Nantucket, Chapter 4

*women's fiction *heartfelt *mystery *friendship *sisters

Tessa woke with a start, her head pounding and the remnants of a distinct sound still ringing in her ear. Her tongue felt like a thick sock in her mouth, and she groaned as she sat up. Darkness covered everything, the deep, thick kind that spoke of a time when no one should be awake, let alone out on a porch by themselves.