Broken Love (Broken 4)

“Yeah, we do.”

“Do you know if your mom kept Kate’s sketch books?”

With a shrug of my shoulders, I replied, “I’m sure she did. Kate’s room has pretty much been left untouched. They’re probably in there.”

The look on Ava’s face made my heart feel light. If this meant she’d stay longer in Montana, I’d do whatever I could to help her on her little adventure.

THERE WAS NO way I could hold my excitement in when Ryder mentioned Kate’s sketch books were probably in her room. Of course, the last thing I wanted to do was go asking her parents if I could take a peek in their daughter’s room.

“I see your wheels spinning. You want to look in Kate’s room?”

Chewing on the corner of my lip, I nodded. “But I would never want to do something your mother wouldn’t approve of.”

Ryder smiled. “Mom goes into Kate’s room a lot; I think she talks with her in there.”

“She should really come here,” I mumbled under my breath.

His expression fell as he looked at me with a questioning look. “Huh?”

I waved my hand as if to brush off what I said. “Nothing. I’m going to guess your mom hasn’t ever found Kate’s journal. I’m also going to guess she doesn’t know the family Bible was here, especially since I found a letter Kate wrote to her best friend in Ohio.”

“Lynn?”

“Yep. In the letter she mentions sleeping with Jackson in the house.”

“Yeah, let’s not share that with Mom. But, I’m sure she would love to know you found the family Bible. She’s been searching for it ever since Kate passed away.”

“It’s been here all the time,” I said as I pointed over to the bookshelf. “Surely she’s seen it.”

Ryder frowned.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

His eyes narrowed as he said, “I’ve looked at those books hundreds of times and I’ve never once seen the Bible. Was it hidden behind another book?”

I stood as Ryder helped me get over to where I found the book.

“Nope. It was right here. This picture of Kate fell and the sunlight hit it just right to where it was shining on the Bible.”

Ryder’s face turned white as a ghost. “That’s kind of creepy.”

With a giggle, I hit him lightly on the chest. “Don't tell me you believe in ghosts?”

“Considering that picture of Kate has been in our family room since it was taken and now it’s out here … I’m beginning to believe in ghosts.”

My smile faded as my heart dropped. I knew I wasn’t going crazy. “Oh. That is creepy,” I whispered.

JENNIFER LEANED OVER and bumped my shoulder. “So, Ryder tells me you’ve stumbled onto our sister’s journal.”

Nodding my head, I peeked over to Lucy. “I have.”

I could tell by the smile on her face, she was just as curious as I was when I first stumbled upon it.

“So … does she talk about Jackson in it?”

I nodded.

Jennifer gasped. “Oh my God! What does she say?”