The House Next Door
The House Next Door is an incredible novel by best-selling author James Patterson. The content of the novel is about
Part 1 The married mother with three Laura Sherman is delighted when the neighbors ask to do errands. Some missions become overwhelmingly difficult and go too far for one man..
Part 2 Murderer’s Wife (with Max DiLallo)
Part 3 We. We. Are not. Alone (with Tim Arnold): The First Message From Space.
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I heard someone say he’s losing a lot of
I thought therefore I don’t know how long listening to the word of police sirens
Voices around me can you hear me
Look up it’s a policeman his face close to mine he looks concerned
Are you okay I open my mouth to say something but nothing comes out
I nod my head yes
Do you remember what happened
The cop asked
Dua
I’m not sure
I remember being afraid
Very afraid
Scream a crash
Screech of metal and then
Something is trickling down the front of my face
I taste blood
I lift my hand to brush it away and a sharp pain across my elbow
I look down
A bump the size and color of a plum is throbbing there
The cop calls out to an EMT guy
She’s conscious but her arm looks kind of banged up
Ocean next to me
They have cracked open the door on the driver side to get to the driver
Laura flashing lights another ambulance
More voices
Come look at this
Someone says
And the cop crosses to the driver side
They have lifted the drive around and put them on a gurney
Blood has seeped across his neck
Down his shirt
Turn on the Wheel
That’s what I thought at first
Says the EMT guy
But
Look
Jesus says the cop is that
Says the other man
Bullet Hole
Suddenly Everything Changes
Lamb the cop says
I need you to step away from the car
Cradling my arm he helps me onto a gurney
I say we only over to an ambulance
I hear the crunch of broken glass
Then I see the second car
On its side
Just to the left of mine
Half off the road
The whole front side of it is smashed in
And slumped over the steering wheel
I know that car
I know that driver
Slowly bits and pieces of memories start to come back
A pop
A flash of light
And then it hits me
The horror of what I’ve done
The two men I love
Bruised bleeding
Dying
Maybe dead
Dear God
It’s all my fault
Chapter one
Six months earlier
Do you want to know the whole story
Let me start from the day when everything began to fall apart
Just an ordinary School morning
Joey is scrambling to finish his homework
Carolina still asleep
Then can’t find his oboe
And my husband and I are arguing
This whole thing is ridiculous Ned says gesturing with a piece of seven grain toast
He doesn’t practice from one week to the next and why he needs an oboe tutor
So he can keep up with the other fourth graders
I call out from the bottom of the hall closet on my New Years searching
You’re kidding right
VeggieTales
But I know what he means
I’ve heard the school orchestra play
Even on a good day heart
Then stands their Pop-Tart in hand-washing as I pushed aside various snow boots
Would it kill you to help me look
I say
What do I have to help
From the kitchen next outs
Because it’s your damn old but you’re the one who lost it
I left it right here on the hall table and says John I must have put it somewhere
Donna is the cleaning lady who shows up on Mondays cleans her little heart out
And for the next 6 days is systematically blamed for everything that’s lost or broken
Local supermarket bulletin board
I get up off my knees
Standing next to me still fuming
I know I have a choice
Let It Go
As Maggie our couples therapist has suggested
Push back gently
Look he’s finally learning to play the scales properly
I say
Can play
And for that I pay $75 a week
$75 I add
Dylan my gentlest voice
Is about half what you paid for the tire wearing
Which incidentally seems to have a small butter stain on it
What for God’s sake
Netchex is reflection in our Hall mirror
I just got this tie it’s an Armani
He says carefully unknotting it from around his neck and draping it on the hall closet door knob
Dropped us at the dry cleaners will you
Up the stairs two at a time
In search of another tie then reappears and kisses me goodbye
Is lips miss my cheek entirely
I wait to see if he notices that I have jumped branches off my hair since yesterday
And I’ve gone from Deep Chestnut to Honey Brown
He doesn’t
Be home late again
He says
Checking his reflection one last time in the hall mirror
A****** client meeting it doesn’t start till 6
Then he grabs his car keys and beliefs
We soon find the oboe of course
In the one place I’m never allowed to look
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