Teaser from PLAYING WITH FIRE

Like almost everything he tried, Jack was an excellent swimmer. I liked to stand on the lake’s edge and watch him glide through the water. It soothed me as much as it seemed to soothe him. He once asked me to join him, but I’d refused. I couldn’t swim and had no intention of getting into a deep body of water. The hideous bathing costume Sylvia had shown me in one of her copies of The Young Ladies’ Journal made the decision easier.