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Fern Michaels - Tuesday’s Child

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From #1 New York Times bestselling author Fern Michaels-one of the most beloved authors of our time-comes a gripping new novel filled with heart and hope, as a young woman wrongly found guilty of murder receives the gift of a second chance On the eve of her retirement, Georgia attorney Mikala Aulani is as vivacious and vibrant as ever, eagerly anticipating a happy future with her partner, Ben. But if Kala has learned anything in thirty-five years of practicing law, its that the truth can always surprise you. And when Adam Star turns up at her office, confessing to the long-ago murder of his wife, Kala must return to a notorious case that has never stopped haunting her. Ten years have passed since young nurse Sophie Lee was accused of murdering her wealthy patient, Audrey Star. Kala defended Sophie and had no doubt of her innocence-or of Adam Stars guilt-but the prosecution convinced a jury otherwise. Sophie was convicted on a Tuesday-the day on which every significant event in her life, good or bad, seems to happen. Now, on the verge of his death, Adam exonerates Sophie and also leaves her a huge fortune in atonement. Released from prison, Sophie retreats to Kalas house and tries to evade the media frenzy that surrounds her. Kala is determined to help her client make her way back into the world and adjust to her new wealth and freedom. Yet for both, there are still revelations in store-about the nature of redemption, the strange workings of fate, and the power of forgiveness. And most of all, about the secrets that hide in every heart-even those we think we know best.

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Fern Michaels Tuesdays Child 2012 Prologue July 2000 Dunwoody Georgia - photo 1

Fern Michaels

Tuesdays Child

2012

Prologue

July 2000

Dunwoody, Georgia

MIKALA AULANI, DEFENSE ATTORNEY, SITTING FIRST CHAIR IN the case of State of Georgia v. Sophie Lee, couldnt believe what she had just heard. She felt like she was carved in stone and in a time warp all rolled into one. She wanted to say something, but her tongue wouldnt work. She saw the foreman of the jury holding the paper he had just read from. She had seen the tremor in his hand and known immediately what he was going to say. And that it was not going to be good for her client. She had seen his blank expression. Now she heard the words ricocheting around inside her head, over and over and over.

Her legs were wobbly, and she was soaked with perspiration because the air-conditioning in the courthouse was broken. Overhead, a paddle fan moved sluggishly, barely stirring the stale air. A fly buzzed dangerously near her nose. She wanted to swat at it.

She risked a glance at Ryan Spenser, the prosecutor, bastard that he was, and saw the smug expression that he tried unsuccessfully to hide. Why was she even looking at the son of a bitch? She should be looking at her client, the client who had just been convicted of a heinous crime. A conviction of first-degree murder that would get her a sentence of life in prison without the possibility of parole-for a crime she didnt commit. Twenty-four-year-old dedicated nurses simply did not kill their patients, and yet that bastard Ryan had convinced a jury of seven men and five women that she had done just that. Bastard.

Mikala felt a hand on her arm and looked down, then up. Again, she heard the words but didnt comprehend them. Is today Tuesday, Kala? Mikala nodded. Every single thing, bad or good, has always happened to me on a Tuesday. I guess that makes me Tuesdays Child. Thank you, Kala, for everything, Sophie Lee said quietly.

Mikala Aulani wanted to cry. She wanted to hug her client, but she was being led away. The judge was thanking the jurors for their service and discharging them. The courtroom was emptying at the speed of light. The trial of the decade had finally ended, and the reporters wanted out to report on the verdict.

Mikala-Kala to friends and peers-sat down and stared at nothing. Jay Brighton, her second chair, started to pack up their briefcases. Across the aisle, Ryan Spensers staff was doing the same thing.

Tough break, counselor, Spenser said. Guess this breaks that winning streak youve been on, huh? You know what they say-the best man wins. You put on a hell of a defense, Kala, Ill give you that. Ill give you something else, too. Your client handled the verdict well. Guess you coached her for that. Just out of curiosity, what did she whisper to you before they took her away?

Kala finally turned sideways and looked up at the spit-and-polish prosecutor, with his designer suit, power tie, pristine white shirt, and gleaming porcelain-capped teeth. He looked like an Adonis, and the media loved him. It didnt hurt that his father was the Speaker of the House in Washington, something Ryan Junior traded in on every day of his life.

Later, Kala would pat herself on her back for her comeback. The words came from God only knew where, but she said them with conviction. She told me to put a hex on you. You know how good us Hawaiian people are at doing that. She asked me to do it tonight at midnight. You know what, Spenser? Im going to do it, too!

Kala loved, absolutely loved, the expression that crossed the prosecutors face. First he turned white under his tan, then red, a feat unto itself. He made a sound that caused Kala to laugh.

The courtroom was empty except for the two of them, Spensers people the last out the door after Jay Brighton.

All Kala had to do was sling her purse over her shoulder, and she could walk out of the room ahead of the barracuda. Defeated. She squared her shoulders and took a step across the aisle. We both know Sophie Lee is innocent. We both know Adam Star killed his wife, Audrey, and that the two of you pinned it on my client. Im going to appeal this verdict, and Im going to nail your ass and Stars ass if it takes me the rest of my life But not until I get that hex going. See you around, dirtbag!

And then, with all the aplomb she could muster, Mikala Aulani turned and walked out of the courtroom, her head held high, her shoulders squared. She didnt falter until she was outside the courthouse, where Jay Brighton waited for her.

Jay Brighton was young, young compared to her fifty-two years, young enough still to believe in the justice system. He linked his arm with Kalas, and said, Well get him, Kala. Ill work for free for as long as it takes. Sophie did not kill Audrey Star. She did not.

Kalas shoulders slumped even more. We had six months to try to prove it, and we couldnt, Jay. The horse is out of the barn, and the doors locked now. Sophie will almost certainly be going to prison for the rest of her life with no possibility of parole. What makes you think we can do something now that we didnt do before?

Jay forced a laugh that came off as more of a bark than anything else. Well, for starters, you didnt put a hex on him. So, lets get that out of the way and get down to the business of Sophies appeal. I want to see that winning streak of yours reinstated. And I want to see you chop off that bastard Spensers balls. Maybe you can work that into your hex.

In spite of herself, Kala laughed, even though it was a bitter sound. I wouldnt know a hex if it slapped me in the face.

Then make one up. Come on, Im buying dinner.

Its only three oclock, Kala said. I dont think I can eat anything.

Who said anything about eating? Im thinking we need to drink our dinner, then have someone drive us home. Come on, Kala, we have a lot to talk about, and what better way than over a few drinks.

Okay, okay. I think we should both go see Sophie tomorrow and prepare her for her sentencing next month. We need to tell her what were planning to do. Bright and early, Jay.

Works for me, boss.

Yes, but will it work for Sophie Lee? Thats the question, isnt it?

Chapter 1

Dunwoody, Georgia

Ten years later

MIKALA AULANI LOOKED AROUND HER OFFICE FOR THE LAST time. Now that her thirty-five-year professional life was packed up in boxes, and the pictures, diplomas, and photographs were off the wall, her personal space looked huge. Jay would have to paint the walls to cover up the telltale signs of where all the plaques had been hung. She eyed her old leather chair, which swiveled and rocked. She really had meant to have the crack in the leather repaired; it had been on her to-do list for years and years. She wondered now why it was shed never taken the time to do it. But, then, she found herself wondering about a lot of things lately, not that it made a difference.

Jay Brighton and Linda Carpenter, husband and wife and newly minted senior partners, carried the packed and taped boxes out to the reception area. At some point later that day, someone would come and take them to a storage unit Kala had rented a month ago. All except for the single box that sat on top of her desk. That box was going with her. She was personally going to carry it down to the underground garage and personally put it on the passenger seat of her car, then drive it to her home, where she would put it in a closet in her bedroom. Sophie Lee deserved a closet rather than a storage unit, where her records would never again see the light of day.

Jay Brighton stood in the doorway. That about does it, Kala. Told you wed have this locked down in time for you to make your retirement luncheon.

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