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    Missing in Action
    Copyright © 2007 by Amanda Young
    ISBN: 1-59998-442-3
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    electronic publication: March 2007
    Missing In Action
    Amanda Young
    Dedication
    To my wonderful husband John,
    Who puts up with my constant scribbling with love and affection.
    To my critique partner Nancy,
    For her unfailing support and constant nagging.
    To my sister Diana,
    Who believed in my stories before I did.
    To Sasha, Editor extraordinaire,
    Who took a chance on a new writer.
    Missing In Action
    Chapter One
    The smile on Sara’s face felt strained, her skin stretched tight over
    her high cheekbones, as she watched Cindy raise yet another toast to
    her. The irony that they were out celebrating her engagement and she
    was the one being the party pooper wasn’t lost on her.
    Cindy flipped her long wheat-colored hair over one shoulder and
    lifted her tequila into the air with unsteady hands. Liquor sloshed over
    the rim and spilled onto the laminated, faux-wood table between them.
    “To you and Mark, may you live happily ever after.”
    Sara set her drink down untouched. Cindy arched a perfectly
    sculpted blonde brow at her. “You know, I think it’s bad luck not to drink
    when someone toasts you.”
    Elbows perched on the edge of the table, Sara bent forward and
    hollered over the loud thump of the bass ricocheting around them. “It
    might be bad luck, but if you insist that I drink one more shot of this
    sludge, I’m going to puke.” Sara stuck out her tongue. “When I do, I’m
    going to aim for those new designer heels you’re wearing.”
    Cindy blanched. “You wouldn’t dare.”
    Sara hid an amused smile behind her hand. Cindy’s strappy sandals
    probably cost more than her rent. “Bet me.”
    “All right, you win. No more alcohol tonight. I think I’ve had more
    than my fair share of tequila anyway.”
    “Yours and mine both, girl. You’re going to have a hell of a hangover
    in the morning.”
    “Nope, you know I don’t get hangovers. Besides, even if I did, it would
    be well worth it. How many times does a girl get to celebrate her best
    friend’s engagement?”
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