One by One

by Freida McFadden

I can tell you my secret right now: At the end of this week, only one of us will make it home alive.

there’s another reason why I want to go on this trip. And anyway, the reservation is nonrefundable.

“Two people can’t keep a secret,” she says. “Not unless one of them is dead. It’s just a fact. I always work alone.”

Why ask a question that will threaten our newfound happiness together? Sometimes it’s better not to know.