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The Rest Falls Away
By
Colleen Gleason
Contents
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-one
Chapter Twenty-two
Chapter Twenty-three
Chapter Twenty-four
Chapter Twenty-five
Chapter Twenty-six
Chapter Twenty-seven
Chapter Twenty-eight
Epilogue
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First Printing, January 2007
Copyright © Colleen Gleason, 2007
Excerpt from Rises the Night copyright © Colleen Gleason, 2007
All rights reserved
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PUBLISHER'S NOTE
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the
author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead,
business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
The publisher does not have any control over and does not assume any responsibility for author or
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With love to Steve (here it is!),
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Holli and Tammy
Acknowledgments
I cannot thank Marcy Posner enough for taking me under her wing and working with me for the last
two years. And a world of thanks to Claire Zion for taking a chance on me and Victoria's story, and
for always seeming to verbalize my ideas before I do! Tina Brown has been fantastic with
everything from answering simple "newbie" questions to providing support and keeping everything
flowing so smoothly.
My sisters at the Wet Noodle Posse are also top on my list to thank. I've never met a more
supportive, loving, talented group of women.
Without Holli and Tammy, I would have been floundering on chapter one for months. Thank you
for being there, every single week, and for all of your support and guidance and those darn
questions you kept asking! Also many hugs and gratitude to Mom, Jennifer, Linda, Kelly, Diana,
Wendy, Jana, and Kate, for being there during this story and countless others. I love you all!
Thank you to my husband and children for putting up with all the times I'm at the computer, or lost
in thought trying to work out a plot problem. And thanks to Mary Kay—you know why. And finally,
most important, I thank my Creator, without whom none of this would be possible.
"I think there is a choice possible to us at any moment, as long as we live. But there is no sacrifice.
There is a choice, and the rest falls away."
—Muriel Rukeyser
Prologue
In Which Our Story Commences
His footsteps were soundless, but Victoria felt him moving.
She grasped the bark of the oak, pressing her body into the tree as if it could suck her into safety.
But all she felt was unyielding roughness. She couldn't stay here.
Crouching, curling her fingers around a heavy stick, she eased from the safe shadow of the tree and
into the liquid silver of moonlight. The sharp snap of a twig beneath her boot sent her bolting on
now-silent feet into another nearby shadow…
She could hear him breathing.
And feel the reverberations of his heartbeat.
It thumped loud, steady, strong, pumping into her ears, pulsing through her body as if it were her
own organ.
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