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Goodbye is Forever [MultiFormat]
eBook by Mary Jean Kelso

eBook Category: Young Adult/Mystery/Crime
eBook Description: While visiting her aunt in Virginia City, Nevada, Lynne Garrett tries to adjust to life altering effects of a deadly car accident and finds herself embroiled in a mystery that threatens her life.

eBook Publisher: Wings ePress, Inc., Published: 2006, 2006
Fictionwise Release Date: October 2006




"Nancy Drew has competition, Lynne Garett is in town. In a well constructed tale, a young woman learns how to deal with her amputation and how to rely on herself. On a vacation she becomes involved in a mystery that, in fact, is related to her. Mary Jean reveals the mystery layer by layer. The author has created a role model for young women everywhere. I enjoyed this story and found it easy to identify with the heroine. I look forward to other books from this talented author."--A. Dee Carey, Wings-Press Author of Fox in the Mist, Mark of the Fox

"Some menacing men are chasing Lynne Garret and why is the necklace so important that is in her possession? Can Jeremy come to her rescue in time? Who would have thought a trip to her aunt's house would have been filled with such adventure? Goodbye is Forever is a story filled with chills and on the edge of your seat entertainment. I could practically feel the stalking chill of terror that Lynne experienced as she tried to get away from the person pursuing her. When she was thinking about her artificial limb and what she endured after she received it, I could feel her frustration. Ms. Kelso has written a very intense story. She weaves action with a great plot leaving the reader mesmerized until the dramatic conclusion. This story keeps one guessing until the last page. Ms. Kelso made the characters very believable all the way down to their expressions as well as the whole setting of the story."--Linda L. Lattimer, Wings-Press.com author of Skeletons Too Close To Home

"After a tragic car accident, that cost high school senior Lynne Garrett both her best friend and her leg, she goes to Virginia City, Nevada to visit her Aunt Pat. While on the plane to her aunts a jeweled scarab necklace gets caught on her sweater but by the time she realizes that she has it, someone out there wants it back. Now she must figure out what makes the necklace so important, who wants it back and keep herself in one piece at the same time. With a little help from her new friend Jeremy Hastings, that's exactly what she does. This book contains a lot of interesting characters and unforeseen plot twist. The bad guys really gave me goose bumps. It also gives the reader a little bit of Virginia City history, but it is written so well into the story that you don't even realize your learning until you put the book down. Lynne Garrett is an excellent role model, she doesn't let her disability stop her from pursuing whatever it is she feels needs to be done. When you have finished reading this book you can find more of Lynne's adventures in Abducted and Sierra Summer."--Terri, Fallen Angel Reviews


Lynne Garrett's smile wavered as a member of the flight crew greeted her outside the doorway of the shiny metal jet.

"I'm Lisa, one of your flight attendants for this trip," she introduced herself. "Please give your ticket to Marcy, and she'll show you where to sit," Lisa added, pointing out a second flight crew member.

Lynne looked hesitantly at the plane once more before she entered. The image of a TV commercial advertising the airline flashed teasingly through her mind.

Inside, fingers of sunlight filtered through the plane's small windows and fanned across the seating area. Lynne walked, unevenly, down the narrow aisle toward Marcy.

"First flight?" the young woman, not much older than she, asked as Lynne surrendered her ticket folder.

Lynne nodded. And a solo one, she thought, as she sat down where Marcy indicated next to a window. From there, she could see her parents and younger sister, Amy, standing near the departure gate. Amy bounced up and down excitedly and a breeze puffed the skirt of her dress into a tiny parachute.

Suddenly Lynne felt very young herself, like a robin shoved from its nest--apprehensive of its freedom. As she moved her feet beneath the forward chair, she heard the now familiar squeak of her artificial leg as it adjusted against her thigh.

A slight welling of remorse turned in her stomach. She fought back the hard lump in her throat and the burning tears that threatened her eyes.

Through blurred eyes, Lynne watched Amy tug at their father's light jacket. She knew Amy was anxious to start the trip to Disneyland their parents had promised as soon as Lynne's plane departed.

"Disneyland!" Lynne had exclaimed when she and her mother had discussed the family's summer vacation plans. "That's for kids."

"Not really, Lynne," her mother had said patiently. "There'll be a lot of teenagers there, too. Besides, Amy starts kindergarten this fall and, well, we thought it would be a good experience for both of you."

Lynne had mulled over the idea. She really didn't want to mingle with a bunch of little kids and Mickey Mouse in the heat of Anaheim or walk all day long trying to keep up with Amy. To her a wheelchair was definitely out of the question!

Her mother had seemed to read her thoughts. "It wouldn't be all that bad, Lynne. We'll take three days to drive down, three to come back, spend a couple of days at Disneyland and Knott's Berry Farm. Maybe we'll even go to the beach, you love the beach. We should be home in a week or ten days."

But Lynne had persisted. "No, thanks," she had said. "I'd rather do something else."

So, here she was, on her way to visit her Aunt Pat in the famed old Nevada mining town of Virginia City. She waved against the double surfaced window at her family before she tightened her seatbelt.

The plane's brakes held the plane to the runway against the force of its large engines, whose whine roared to a crescendo at takeoff.

The pilot released the brakes and the passenger jet climbed sharply, then circled slowly above the familiar streets and landmarks of her hometown. Even the television station atop Blanton Heights seemed to be wishing her a happy journey as the sun glinted a farewell from the station's expansive windows.

When the plane leveled off, Lisa, the older appearing of the two flight attendants, moved among the passengers, while Lynne unhooked her seatbelt and began to observe her fellow travelers.

The seat immediately next to her was vacant so she moved over, next to the aisle, to get a better look at a tiny baby whose asthmatic sniffling, as it fought for breath, piqued her senses.

Three seats in front of her an overweight middle-aged man divided his attention between watching four men play poker in the forward area and letting a dainty gold chain slither through the fingers of his right hand like a budding magician weaving a coin for practice. He concentrated on the dazzling bauble attached to the chain as it sparkled in the sunlight.

When he didn't look at the necklace in his hand, he shot quick nervous glances in her direction. Each time he looked her way, she became more and more uneasy. She couldn't help but feel, somehow, she was connected with his actions.

The prisms of light flashing from the pendant-type necklace drew Lynne's attention.

In the next instant, the color splashes were gone as the man dropped the piece of jewelry into his other hand and stood up.

Lynne noticed he was dressed like a grotesque model for a magazine's four-color fashion plate. He moved laboriously down the aisle toward her as if the effort sapped his energy. As he reached the seat in front of her, he steadied himself with his left hand and turned to scowl impatiently at the fussing infant.

The jewel-encrusted pendant, its chain entwined in his fingers, now dangled right in front of her! No larger than a small dinner ring, it flashed laser-like beams from tiny diamonds which surrounded a raised onyx scarab. Lynne had never seen anything like it! It held her attention intently as a chill raced down her spine.

The man took another step, and she felt the weight of his heavy palm slam down on the back of her own chair. She suppressed the urge to turn around toward him for another glimpse of the necklace. At last, he moved on.

Shortly, the man with the pendant came back toward his seat, carrying a plastic cup full of liquor. Lumbering slowly along, he had to edge around Lisa, who was sitting on her heels in the aisle helping with the baby. Just then, one of the card players jolted past both of them. The two men collided, splashing the drink across Lisa's uniform.

"Oh, I am sorry," the card player apologized as he caught his balance and clutched the other man's arm.

Lisa brushed quickly at her skirt, then turned to wipe the liquor beads from the fat man's coat.

"Let me rinse the spots with cold water, Mr. York," she offered.

The man called York grunted an indiscernible reply and waved her aside. He dropped into the seat the card player had vacated. There he gulped the remainder of his drink and stared sullenly out the window.

Lynne studied him curiously. An impatient man, she thought, turning quickly to avoid his checking gaze.

Another member of the flight crew, a stocky man with a pockmarked face, brought another drink forward. Lynne watched as he leaned over to whisper something in Mr. York's ear.

York turned, dropping one arm over the side of the chair. As his other hand grasped the offered tumbler, Lynne noticed that the beautiful piece of jewelry was gone. Where was the necklace? York must have put it in his pocket, she decided.

Lynne caught York's glance as he turned sideways to speak further with the flight attendant.

The flight attendant's squinted eyes seemed to search her out.

She wanted to cringe, to shrink even deeper into the soft upholstery of her chair.

The man nodded to York. "Don't worry, I'll find it," he said, his words barely reaching her ears as he turned toward her.

He dropped to his knees beside her chair and ran the palms of his hands over the carpeting. She heard him breathing heavily behind her and detected the slight scratching sound of his nylon jacket as he felt inside the storage pockets where in-flight magazines were kept.

Of course! When the card player jostled York, he must have dropped the necklace! Her eyes glanced down at the floor, searching the immediate area where the spilled drink's dampness still showed. Surely, anything that bright would be easy to find, she thought. She saw nothing.

The flight attendant moved back to York and shook his head as if apologizing.

The two men looked in her direction once more, and her heart made lurching motions inside her chest. She wished, desperately, that the plane would land soon so she could escape their strange behavior.

Her hair felt tight where it stuck to her perspiring neck. She ran her hand behind her head and, grasping the thick, long strands, lifted her hair to let it fall into a more comfortable position.

Why did she feel so threatened by the actions of York and the male flight attendant? She reasoned with herself, as the very air she breathed seemed to taste of danger.

Would her Aunt Pat be waiting at the airport in Reno? she puzzled. Otherwise, whom could she go to for help, if she needed it? The police? But what could she report? Only that there was a missing necklace and intimidating scrutiny by two sinister-appearing men.

Still, she could not quell the menacing feeling she sensed, and she sat throughout the remainder of the flight with her purse in her lap--ready to rush from the plane on touchdown.


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