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The Witness (Part 5)
The Witness (Part 5)
The Witness (Part 5)
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The Witness (Part 5)

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Local reporter and bonafide burnout Caroline Hedstrom may not have what it takes to become a hard-hitting journalist, but she’s seen enough to know a thing or two about how the world works. For her, life is pretty easy: Write a story, take a paycheck, and go home to the bottle and the barn out back. But when a wave of grisly violence rattles her North Dakota home, Caroline is at a loss for words. As she digs deeper into the story, Caroline discovers just how hot a good search can be, and how dangerous her pride really is. Will the thrill of desire be enough to tether Caroline to the real world, or will her thirst for truth push her over the edge?
When her lust for a real story pushes her to the edge of reason, Caroline makes a decision that puts her in danger. Will the truth be able to free her, or will Caroline pay for her devotion as the peril reaches a new peak?

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Release dateMar 13, 2020
ISBN9781094407258
The Witness (Part 5)
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Holly Glass

Holly Glass uses romance to explore the complexities of gender identity, the joys of sexual fluidity, and the possibility of personal liberation in a highly gendered world. Her goal is to cultivate intimacy and health by telling stories that are authentic to life and love outside of the hetero-norm.

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    The Witness (Part 5) - Holly Glass

    The Witness

    I am driving down a stretch of state highway animated by the constant, lonesome sway of the oil well’s pump jack. Sometimes, when you’re driving through North Dakota’s thick darkness, those up-and-down motions are all you can see. It’s a strange image: the shape of a deeper black that seems to be moving into the sky and falling back again. They are slow like ocean waves, and to the driver who has not traveled through oil country, it looks as if the darkness is undulating against itself, like the shimmer of a desert mirage.

    Who can know the distinction between the night and that which moves within it? Where is the line between the darkness and what the darkness contains?

    But I grew up in these parts. I’m not some mid-level pawn who is moving to nowhere to oversee the fields and recruit employees, all with hopes and promises of wealth. I’m not new here, and when I pull onto State Road 85, I tell myself that I know what I’m looking at; I can tell the difference between the types of darkness. I know my bearings and where I am going, even if I don’t know what waits for me.

    Kat would throw a fit if she could see me now, my old truck rumbling toward the Montana state line, as

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