Life Or Death By Michael Robotham
Prologue: AUDIE PALMER had never learned how to swim. As a boy when he went fishing with his father on Lake Conroe he was told that being a strong swimmer was dangerous because it gave a person a false sense of security. Most folks drowned because they struck out for shore thinking they could save themselves, while those who survived were found clinging to the wreckage. ‘So that’s what you do,’ his daddy said, ‘you hang on like a limpet.’ ‘What’s a limpet?’ Audie asked. His daddy pondered this. ‘OK, so you hang on like a one-armed man clinging to a cliff while he’s being tickled.’ ‘I’m ticklish.’ ‘I know.’ And his daddy tickled him until the whole boat rocked from side to side and any fish in the vicinity swam into dark holes and Audie spotted his pants with pee. This became a running joke between the two of them – not the pee, but the examples of holding on. ‘You got to hold on like a giant squid hugging a sperm whale,’ Audie might say. ‘You got to hold on like a frightened kitten on a sweater,’ his daddy replied. ‘You got to hold on like a baby being breastfed by Marilyn Monroe.’ And so it went on … Standing in the middle of a dirt road some time after midnight, Audie recalls these fishing trips with fondness and thinks how much he misses his daddy. The moon is blooming overhead, pregnant and white, creating a silver path on the surface of the lake. He can’t see the far side, but he knows there must be one. His future lies on the distant shore, just as death stalks him on this one.
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Life Or Death By Michael Robotham
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