Prologue
I'm sitting at the kitchen table, staring at my shaking hands resting on the dark wood. I'm not sure how long we've been sitting here. Hours probably, it had grown dark long ago and I can hear the crickets chirping out back.

"Are you ready to talk now?" A deep voice breaks the silence, annoyance lacing his voice. The woman sitting next to him shoots him a sharp look.
"Take your time honey; we need as much detail as possible." Her voice is soft, and it calms me slightly.

I take a deep breath to calm my nerves and meet her gaze.
"Before I start I just want to make it clear, that if I had known that this would happen she never would have gone to that party." My voice breaks, and a tear slowly trails its way down my cheek, and lands on the table.

The woman leans across the table and pats my hand. She gives me a reassuring smile. I feel a sob rise in my throat, but I swallow it down and begin.

A/N
The story is relatively the same, just better writing. A few thing have been cut, few things added, and one HUGE change.
I have also run into a problem with the title, Stolen Sister is also the name of a Human Rights Activist group against Discrimination and Violence against women in Canada.
If I ever published and someone types in Stolen Sister they are going to find them instead of this. So I need to change the title. Shoot me some ideas please.
Just one last thing. I want to give a shout out to my friend Amns22 and co owner of ReadersCornerClubshe has been nothing but kind and reassuring and supportive and without her support I probably would have stopped writing this book long ago.
Thank you!
-Georgia
P.S. Everyone go read her book!