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In 1977, pregnant Genevieve Russell disappeared. Twenty years later, her remains are discovered and Timothy Gleason is charged with murder. But there is no sign of the unborn child.
CeeCee Wilkes knows how Genevieve Russell died, because she was there. And she knows what happened to her missing infant, because two decades ago she made the devastating choice to raise the baby as her own. Now Timothy Gleason is facing the death penalty, and she has another choice to make. Tell the truth and destroy her family. Or let an innocent man die in order to protect a lifetime of lies.
- Sales Rank: #24702 in Books
- Brand: Mira
- Published on: 2016-05-17
- Released on: 2016-05-17
- Original language: English
- Number of items: 1
- Dimensions: 7.99" h x 1.19" w x 5.28" l, .0 pounds
- Binding: Paperback
- 496 pages
Review
"The Secret Life of CeeCee Wilkes will pull you in, make you laugh, make you cry, and make you question the known. It is full or surprises and captivating plot twists all the way until the very last page. If you are looking for a book to travel with this summer, The Secret Life of CeeCee Wilkes is a must read." -Examiner
"A complex, heart-wrenching tale, Chamberlain's latest novel...offers a Jodi Picoult–like story line yanked from the most shocking of headlines. ...[The] frankness of each scene and character should grab readers and keep them eagerly turning pages right up to the startling climax."
-Booklist on The Midwife's Confession
Complex, credible characterization....Even readers who are not already fans will sympathize with the flawed but caring people [Chamberlain] compassionately evokes." -Publishers Weeklyon Her Mother's Shadow
"Bestselling novelist Chamberlain returns with yet another heart- wrenching story about lost loves and the risks people take to save those they deeply care about." -RT Book Reviewson The Good Father
About the Author
Diane Chamberlain is the bestselling author of twenty novels, including The Midwife's Confession and The Secret Life of CeeCee Wilkes. Diane lives in North Carolina and is currently at work on her next novel. Visit her Web site at www.dianechamberlain.com and her blog at www.dianechamberlain.com/blog and her Facebook page at www.facebook.com/Diane.Chamberlain.Readers.Page.
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Raleigh, North Carolina
She couldn't concentrate on making love. No matter how tenderly or passionately or intimately Ken touched her, her mind was miles away. It was a little after five on Tuesday afternoon, the time they protected from meetings or dinner with friends or anything else that might interfere with their getting together, and usually Corinne relished the lovemaking with her fiance. Today, though, she wanted to fast-forward to the pillow talk. She had so much to say.
Ken rolled off her with a sigh, and she saw him smile in the late-afternoon light as he rested his hand on her stomach. Did that mean something? Smiling with his hand on her belly? She hoped so but didn't dare ask him. Not yet. Ken loved the afterglow—the slow untangling of their limbs and the gradual return to reality—so she would have to be patient. She stroked her fingers through his thick, ash-blond hair as she waited for his breathing to settle down. Their baby was going to beautiful, no doubt about it.
"Mmm," Ken purred as he nuzzled her shoulder. Thin bands of light slipped into the room through the blinds, leaving luminous stripes on the sheet over his legs. "I love you, Cor."
"I love you, too." She wrapped her arm around him, trying to sense if he was alert enough to listen to her. "I did some thing amazing today," she began. "Two somethings, actually."
"What did you do?" He sounded interested, if not quite awake.
"First, I took the 540 to work."
His head darted up from his pillow. "You did?"
"Uh-huh."
"How was it?"
"Excellent." She'd had sweaty palms the whole time, but she'd managed. For the past few years, she'd taught fourth grade in a school eight miles from their house, and she'd never once had the courage to take the expressway to get there. She'd stuck to the tiny back roads, curling her way through residential neighborhoods, dodging cars as they backed out of driveways. "It took me about ten minutes to get to work," she said. "It usually takes me forty."
"I'm proud of you," he said. "I know how hard that must have been to do."
"And then I did another amazing thing," she said.
"I haven't forgotten. Two things, you said. What other amazing thing did you do?"
"I went on the field trip to the museum with my class, instead of staying at school like I'd planned."
"Now you're scaring me," he teased. "Are you on some new drug or something?"
"Am I remarkable or what?" she asked.
"You are definitely the most remarkable woman I know." He leaned over to kiss her. "You're my brave, beautiful, red-haired girl."
She'd walked inside the museum as though she did it every day of the week, and she bet no one knew that her heart was pounding and her throat felt as though it was tightening around her windpipe. She guarded her phobias carefully. She could never let any of her students' parents—or worse, her fellow teachers—know.
"Maybe you're trying to do too much too fast," Ken said.
She shook her head. "I'm on a roll," she said. "Tomorrow, I plan to step into the elevator at the doctor's office. Just step into it," she added hastily. "I'll take the stairs. But stepping into it will be a first step. So to speak. Then maybe next week, I'll take it up a floor." She shuddered at the thought of the elevator doors closing behind her, locking her in a cubicle not much bigger than a coffin.
"Pretty soon you won't need me anymore."
"I'm always going to need you." She wondered how serious he was with that statement. It was true that she needed Ken in ways most people didn't need a partner. He was the driver anytime they traveled more than a few miles from home. He was her rescuer when she'd have a panic attack in the supermarket, standing in the middle of an aisle with a full cart of groceries. He was the one holding on to her arm as he guided her through the mall or the Concert Hall or wherever they happened to be when her heart started pounding. "I would just like to not need you that way. And I have to do this, Ken. I want that job."
She'd been offered a position that would start the following September, training teachers in Wake County to use a reading curricutum in which she'd become expert. That meant driving. A lot of driving. There would be six-lane highways to travel and bridges to cross and elevators she would have no choice but to ride. September was nearly a year away, and she was determined to have her fears mastered by then.
"Kenny." She pulled closer to him, nervous about the topic she was about to broach. "There's something else we really need to talk about."
His muscles tightened ever so slightly beneath her hands.
"The pregnancy," he said.
She hated when he called it the pregnancy. She guessed she'd misread his smile earlier. "About the baby," she said. "Right."
He let out a sigh. "Cor, I've thought about it and I just don't think it's the right time. Especially with you starting a new job next year. How much stress do you need?"
"It would work out," she said. "The baby's due in late May. I'd take the end of the year off and have the summer to get used to being a mom and find day care and everything." She smoothed her hand over her stomach. Was it her imagination or was there already a slight slope to her belly? "We've been together so long," she continued. "It just doesn't make sense for me to have an abortion when I'm almost twenty-seven and you're thirty-eight and we can afford to have a child." She didn't say what else she was thinking: Of course, we'd have to get married. Finally. They'd been engaged and living together for four years, and if her pregnancy forced them to set a date, that was fine with her.
He gave her shoulders a squeeze, then sat up. "Let's talk about it later, okay?" he said.
"When?" she asked. "We can't keep putting this off."
"Later tonight," he promised.
She followed his gaze to the phone on the night table. The message light was blinking. He picked up the receiver and punched in their voice-mail code, then listened. "Three messages," he said, hitting another button on the phone. The light in the room had grown dim, but she was still able to see him roll his eyes as he listened to the first message.
"Your mother," he said. "She says it's urgent."
"I'm sure." Corinne managed a laugh. Now that Dru had spilled the news of her pregnancy to their parents, she'd probably be getting urgent calls every day. Her mother had already e-mailed her to tell her that redheads were more prone to hemorrhaging after delivery. Thanks a heap, Mom. She hadn't bothered to reply. She hadn't spoken with her mother more than a few times in the past three years.
"There's one from Dru, too," Ken said. "She says to call her the minute you get the message."
That was more worrisome. An urgent message from her mother was easy to ignore. From her sister, less so. "I hope there's not anything wrong," she said, sitting up.
"They would have called you on your cell if it was so important," he said, still holding the phone to his ear.
"True." She got out of bed and pulled on her short green robe, then picked up her phone from the dresser and turned it on. "Except, I didn't have my cell on today because of the field trip, so—"
"What the—" Ken frowned as he listened to another message. "What the hell are you talking about?" He shouted into the phone. Glancing at his watch, he walked across the room to turn on the television.
"What's going on?" Corinne watched him click through the channels until he reached WIGH, the Raleigh station for which he was a reporter.
"That was a message from Darren," he said, as he punched another phone number into the receiver. "He's kicking me off the Gleason story."
"What?" She was incredutous. "Why?"
"He said it was for obvious reasons, like I should know what the hell he's talking about." He looked at his watch again and she knew he was waiting for the six-o'clock news. "Come on, come on," he said to the television or the phone—or maybe both. "Give me Darren!" he yelled into the receiver. "Well, where is he?" He hung up and started dialing again.
"They can't pull you off that story," she said. "That would be so unfair after all the work you've done on it." The Gleason story was his baby. He'd even attracted national attention for it. People were talking about him being a candidate for the Rosedale Award.
"Darren said, 'Did you know about this?' like I've been keeping something from him." Ken ran his fingers through his hair. "Oh, don't give me your damn voice mail," he said into the phone. "Dammit." She felt his impatience as he waited to leave a message. "What the hell do you mean, I'm off the Gleason story?" he shouted. "Call me!"
He tossed the receiver onto the bed, then pounded the top of the television with his fist as though he could make the news come on sooner through force. "I don't believe this," he said. "When I left the courthouse today, the jury hadn't sentenced him yet and they were supposed to reconvene tomorrow. Maybe I heard it wrong. Maybe I missed the sentencing. Damn!"
Corinne looked down at the cell phone in her hand as she cycled through the list of callers. "I have five messages, all from my parents' house," she said. Something was wrong. "I'd better call—"
"Shh," Ken said, turning up the volume as the brassy theme music introduced the news, and anchorman Paul Provost appeared on the screen.
"Good evening, Triangle," Paul said, referring to the Raleigh-Durham-Chapel Hill area. "Just hours before Timothy Gleason was to be sentenced for the 1977 murder of Genevieve Russell and her unborn child, a shocking revelation shed doubt on his guilt."
"What?" Ken stared at the TV.
Footage of a small arts-and-crafts-style bungalow filled the screen. The roof looked wet from a recent rain, and the trees were lush, the leaves just starting to turn.
"Is that...?" Corinne pressed her hand to her mouth. She knew exactly how the air smelled in the small front yard of the house. It would be thick and sweet with the damp arrival of autumn. "Oh, my God."
Through the front door, a middle-aged woman limped onto the porch. She looked small and tired. And she looked scared.
"What the hell is going on?" Ken said.
Corinne stood next to him, clutching his arm, as her mother cleared her throat.
"Timothy Gleason is not guilty of murdering Genevieve Russell," she said. "And I can prove it because I was there."
CeeCee
Dear CeeCee,
You're sixteen now, the age I was when I got pregnant with you. Whatever you do, don't do that! Seriously, I hope you're much smarter and more careful than I was. No regrets, though. My life would have been so empty without you. You're my everything, darl ing girl. Don't ever forget that.
Chapel Hill, North Carolina 1977
Good morning, Tim." CeeCee poured coffee into his cup. He liked it black and very strong, and she'd added an extra scoop to the pot that morning that had other customers complaining.
"The morning was pretty good to begin with," he said, "but seeing you puts the icing on the cake." He leaned back in the corner booth, where he always sat, and smiled at her. He had one of those smiles that turned her brain to mush. She'd met him on her first day of work a little more than a month ago, and she'd promptly spilled hot coffee on him. She'd been mortified, but he'd laughed it off and tipped her more than the value of his breakfast. She fell for him right then.
All she knew about him could fit inside a coffee cup. To begin with, he was beautiful. The sunlight poured into the corner booth in the mornings, settling in the curls of his blond hair and turning his green eyes to stained glass. He dressed in jeans and T-shirts, like most Carolina students, but his clothing lacked any University of North Carolina logos even though he was a student there. He smoked Marlboros, and his table was always littered with books and papers. She liked that he was studious. Best of all, he made her feel pretty and smart and desirable, which was something she'd not experienced before. She wanted to bottle the feeling and carry it around with her.
She pulled her order pad and pencil from her jeans pocket. "Do you want your usual?" she asked, but she was thinking, I love you.
"Of course." He took a sip of coffee, then pointed toward the front of the coffee shop. "Do you know that every time I walk through that door, I'm afraid you won't be here?" he asked. "As soon as I come in, I look for your hair." He'd told her that he loved her hair. She'd never cut it, and it fell in dark waves to the small of her back.
"I'm always here," she said. "It's like I live here."
"You're off on Saturdays, though," he said. "You weren't here last Saturday."
"And you missed me?" Was she flirting? That would be a first.
He nodded. "Yes, but I was happy to see that you had some time off."
"Well, not time off, really. I tutor on Saturdays."
"You're always working, CeeCee," he said. She loved when he used her name.
"I need the money." She looked down at her order pad as though she'd forgotten why she was holding it. "I'd better put in your order or you won't get out of here in time for your class. Be back soon." She excused herself and walked toward the swinging door to the kitchen.
Inside, the aroma of bacon and burned toast enveloped her, and she found her fellow waitress and roommate, Ronnie, arranging plates of pancakes on a tray.
"You do have other tables to wait on, you know," Ronnie teased.
CeeCee clipped Tim's order to the carousel where the cook would see it, then twirled around happily to face her friend. "I'm useless when he's here," she said.
Ronnie hoisted her loaded tray to her shoulder. "He does look particul arly hot today, I have to admit." She backed up against the swinging door to push it open. "You should say you had a date last night or something," she said as she left the room.
Ronnie, who was far more experienced in dating than CeeCee, was full of bad advice when it came to Tim. "Pretend you have a boyfriend," she'd say. Or "Act indifferent sometimes." Or "Let me wait on him so he misses you."
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53 of 56 people found the following review helpful.
Diane Chamberlain writes another 5 star book!
By Nancy R. Katz
One of my regrets about finishing a Diane Chamberlain book is that because I have read all of her other titles, I now now have to wait for the next one to be published. But as I wait patiently for the newest book, the anticipation builds since I almost always love her next book. And The Secret Life of CeeCee Wilkes, Ms, Chamberlain's newest book is no exception. As I turned the last page, I realized that this title which is the 16th book I've read by this author, will always be among my favorite books by an author whose books I always enjoy.
CeeCee Wilkes is 16 and alone in the world when she meets a man who sweeps her off her feet. As she becomes more and more involved with him, he tells her about his sister who is in prison and asks her to help him to negotiate her release. Never thinking that this man's sister may have killed somebody not the way he described it, CeeCee goes along with a plan to kidnap the Governor's wife in an attempt to ransom this man's wife for his sister's release. But Tim hasn't told CeeCee the truth and playing on her innocence, she becomes involved thinking the kidnapping will last a few hours and ultimately an innocent woman will go free. Unfortunately, for all involved things go terribly wrong and CeeCee is forced to run to another state, change her name and assume a whole new identity with a forged birth certificate. CeeCee manages to graduate from college and becomes a therapist, marries and has a family all the while hiding her secret from everyone. And while the Governor's wife's body was never found, one day 28 years later during the construction of a development, the remains of the Governor's wife are found setting forth a not only a trial of the man who conned CeeCee at 16 but also a floodgate of emotions for CeeCee. And when Tim is found guilty ans awaits sentencing, CeeCee finds it necessary to reveal the truth which she has so carefully buried from everyone including herself all of these years.
I must admit that unlike some of Ms. Chamberlain's books, this title took me longer to get into. And I also had a harder time liking let alone loving the characters. But at some point, everything came together and I gulped down the pages to see how this title would end and if CeeCee could finally live with herself and her actions.
Ms. Chamberlain is among a handful of writers which include Alice Hoffman. Elizabeth Berg and Luanne Rice who write so beautifully of the love a mother has for a daugher and the love of a daughter for her mother or the love between sisters and even good friends.
I first began reading Diane Chamberlain many years ago whei I came upon her book, Keeper of the Light at the library. Since that time I have read all of her books, some more than once. Her books never fail to engage me with her plots and characters. And even today I list this title among my top 50 reads.If you've read this gifted author before I suggest you read this book quickly. And if you've never read her titles, be sure and include this title and the Kiss River trilogy which begins with Keeper of the Light on your to be read list.
Now I am sitting patiently waiting for the next Diane Chamberlain book to be published and already I am anticipating another great read.
17 of 18 people found the following review helpful.
Secrets, lies and courage...
By Denise Crawford
What a great read! I really enjoyed this mystery about a woman who risks everything to finally do the right thing.
The story takes the reader back to 1977 and unfolds over a span of 20 years, but starts when Corinne sees her mother, Eve, on television confessing to intimate knowledge about a long ago kidnapping and disappearance of a pregnant woman named Genevieve Russell. Construction crews have unearthed Genevieve's remains and have arrested and charged a man with her murder.
CeeCee Wilkes is 16-years-old when she is seduced by an handsome older man, Tim Gleason, and is manipulated into helping him and his brother with the crime. Left to guard the prisoner at a remote cabin in the woods, events transpire that force CeeCee on the run with the newborn infant in tow. Unable to bring herself to leave the little girl with her father, CeeCee makes a decision to raise the child as her own. Years pass. CeeCee, now known as Eve, has created a pleasant, comfortable life for herself and thinks she has moved far beyond those days in the forest -- so far that she has almost forgotten that they ever happened.
This is a wonderfully intimate portrayal of family relationships and the love a mother has for her daughter. I really liked the characters in this book -- flaws and all. (Also found it interesting that Eve had rheumatoid arthritis -- as does the author).
This is only the second novel I've read by Diana Chamberlain, and I can say that she has definitely become an author whose books I need to go back and find and read. Next up for me is Breaking the Silence.
I loved this story about secrets, lies, and courage. Highly recommended!
18 of 20 people found the following review helpful.
airplane fodder...passes the time but not overly special
By cheryl1213
I read a few reviews that told too much of this story and I want to avoid that so I'm going to try to only tell stuff you learn in the early going. Cee Cee is a sixteen year old girl who is living on her own after losing her mom at age eleven and being moved out of foster care since she graduated high school early. She is vulnerable and in need of love so she falls for a sweet-talking guy who ultimately convinces her to assist him in kidnapping the governor's wife, a move he suggests will save his sister who is on death row. The plan goes awry and Cee Cee goes into hiding where she becomes Eve. From the preview-style present day prologue, the reader knows her adult daughter learns her mother has held secrets when Eve steps forward nearly thirty years later after her former boyfriend is accused of murder.
I sat at a three and a half stars through most of this book. It held my attention and was an enjoyable read but I wasn't overly wrapped up in it....I didn't look forward to reading it each night but I wasn't anxious for it to be over either. Most of the book focuses on Eve as she builds a life with her past a secret to everyone. Eve interested me and she showed a lot of growth from the teenager she'd been. The last third focused on her daughter and that's where the book dropped off for me. I didn't like Corrine, which isn't always a deal-breaker for me but became one since she simply didn't ring true to me. I didn't believe in her phobias, her falling out with her family (evident from the preview so not a spoiler), or her relationship with her boyfriend. It took the book down to three stars.
This might be a decent airplane book....it passed the time and held my interest but didn't command my full, undivided attention and I'd have no problem putting it away if the plane landed mid-chapter.
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