Stepping from the shower, Lizette Henry grabs a towel to wrap around her wet hair and one to dry off with. Tossing on a robe she ventures into the kitchen for that desperately needed first cup of coffee. Wandering back to the bathroom to dry and style her hair she catches a glimpse of herself in the mirror.
But. That wasn’t her reflection in the mirror.
So begins Linda Howard’s Shadow Woman.
We are drawn into Lizette’s panic as she tries to understand what is happening to her. She remembers her life, of course she does. So why doesn’t she look like she should?
Her first instinct is to reach out for help from her friend – but halfway to the phone she thinks, “No, if I call someone they will know”.
Drenching sweat, nausea rolling through her stomach and a blinding, pain filled headache follow that thought.
Rousing herself enough to call in to her manager that she was ill yet another shock hit her. It seems in her 3 years of work she has never used a single sick day. But wait – she had been with the company for 5 years. Why would her supervisor say only 3 years… and why couldn’t she remember those missing 2 years?