The night was always Abby Whitman's enemy. As a young girl she walked in her sleep, and one night, she started a fire that scarred her sister for life and left Abby with unbearable guilt . . . and a loneliness that echoes within her. Now Abby has begun blacking out again--with apparently fatal results. A car accident has killed the son of a prominent family. Even though the evidence seems to exonerate her, Abby is plagued by doubts--and soon by mysterious threats. Psychiatrist Dr. Jason Coble is intrigued by Abby and offers to help her explore the dark recesses of her mind. Through this terrifying journey, Jason's interest turns to passion, and he yearns to give her the love she craves. But first, Abby must trust him--and shed light on secrets that will rock this Southern town and reveal a danger that threatens them both.
Crandall (Seeing Red) delivers a rather pedestrian piece of romantic suspense. Smalltown Southerner Abby Whitman's childhood sleepwalking led to a fire that killed her sister and destroyed the old family home. When a mysterious car accident kills a senator's son, Abby worries that she ran him over in her sleep. Rather than seeking help, Abby makes the ridiculous decision to stay awake for as long as she can. Handsome psychiatrist Jason Coble tries to help her while battling problems of his own, including an alcoholic ex-wife and a teenage stepson who conveniently dislikes Abby and wants Jason to come home. As Jason and Abby get closer to the truth of the accident, affection supposedly grows between them, but flat characters and purple prose ("What would it be like to orbit around him, she a moon to his planet?") do away with any shreds of passion or tension.