weakness passed from one generation of Lemonts to the next, a pattern I was determined to break. I’d sacrificed everything for my children. Done terrible things to protect them. If Lakecrest was invading my dreams, maybe it was because I still hadn’t made peace with what I’d done here. I don’t believe in ghosts—not anymore. But I’ve seen how a house can be haunted by its past. I looked at Robbie and Stella, at their perfect, beautiful
