Christy—for fifteen years, for letting me do this, for loving me when I’m not loveable—which is more often than I care to admit, for forgiving me when I’m wrong…and for giving me the freedom to dream.
Lord—Son of David…I want to see.
Also by Charles Martin
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Maggie
When Crickets Cry
Wrapped in Rain
The Dead Don’t Dance
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Copyright © 2008 by Charles Martin
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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, organizations, places, events, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Martin, Charles 1969–
Where the river ends / Charles Martin.—1st ed.
p. cm.
1. Married people—Fiction. 2. Terminally ill—Fiction. I. Title.
PS3613.A7778W48 2008
813'.6—dc22
2007042819
eISBN: 978-0-7679-3083-3
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