The Second Set of Headlights A Small Town Romantic Thriller

She didn't run away. Somebody made sure a whole county believed she did.

May 30, 2008. Josie Lark leaves her graduation bonfire to make a midnight curfew and never gets home. Her mother's car is found at dawn on County Road 12, driver's door standing open, purse untouched on the seat, one white sandal in the gravel eleven feet behind the bumper, and her class ring lying thirty feet up the middle of the road.

Nine days later, the sheriff closes the file as a runaway.

And two thousand eight hundred and forty people in Cutter's Bend, Tennessee exhale, and agree never to say otherwise.

Eighteen years later, Sawyer Teague comes home.

He was eighteen the night she vanished. He left that bonfire twenty minutes before she did, and he has spent every day since turning himself into the kind of man who could come back and take the whole thing apart: four deployments with the Rangers, eight years as an Army criminal investigator, and a case file he has been formally denied three separate times.

He isn't back to reopen anything. He's back to bury his mother and raise his dead brother's son.

Then a dying man in a state prison writes a letter asking for a priest and for the Lark girl's people, and the sheriff of that county feeds it into a shredder.

Seven hundred miles south, in a Florida oyster town, a woman who has answered to a dead woman's name for eighteen years hears a stranger's flat Tennessee vowels across her own dining room, walks into her bedroom, and pulls a bag out from under the bed for the first time in six years.

Because Josie Lark got off that road alive.

And the only reason she never came home is that when she finally called, somebody answered the phone who should not have been standing in her mother's kitchen.