As the page was turned and the last line read, Susan experienced an unexpected sinking in her heart. Of course, this is how it has to end. She nodded, closing the book cover.
Susan had thumbed back nearly 70 pages as the end loomed. All her conclusions and interpreted clues cried out against the inevitable. But, no. The author had pulled subtle threads, snipped here and there, and the last pages surprised her.
That so seldom happens to me. Ahhh…. Susan smiled in pleasure. Thank you, Kate Morton.