Excerpt…Saving Ben

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I saw them from my upstairs bedroom window. A single set of footprints in the snow, leading to Emma’s car in the driveway and then around the house toward the cove. Other than a family of deer munching on the evergreen shrubs out by the road, the only sign of life was a cardinal nestled in the holly tree in front of me, his blood-red feathers a sharp contrast to the white landscape.

I stumbled down the hall and up the stairs to my parents’ room. I tapped on the door and peeked in, expecting to find my brother curled up with his more-off-than-on-again girlfriend in our parents’ king-size bed.

I shook him. “Ben, Ben, wake up.”

He peeked at me through one eye. “Go away, Kitty,” he said, pulling the covers up over his head.

“Gladly. But first tell me where Emma is.”

An arm appeared from beneath the blanket and patted the empty bed beside him. He scrambled into a sitting position. “What’s going on?” he asked, surveying the room.

“I’m not sure, but you’d better come look.”

He untangled his body from the sheets and followed me over to the bank of windows that offered a panoramic view of Carter’s Creek. “I didn’t know it was supposed to snow,” he said, holding his hand in front of his eyes to shield them from the glare of the early-morning sun.

“It was snowing at midnight. Don’t you remember?”

He shook his head, his expression blank. The memory was dim for me as well, but I wasn’t ready to admit that just yet.

“Look.” I pointed at the footprints leading across the snow-covered lawn and down the hill to the deserted dock.

“Damn.” He blinked several times. “Whoever went out on that dock did not come back.”

“Duh, Ben. And I’d be willing to bet those footprints belong to Emma.”

Ben rubbed his eyes as if to clear the haze of last night’s drink. “I can’t remember anything that happened after midnight. Did she come to bed when I did?”

Biting back the tears, I shrugged. I had long since exceeded the limits of what most sane people would do to protect their siblings. The experience of a missing girlfriend was just another episode in our continuing drama.


Life is sweet for Katherine Langley. A freshman at the University of Virginia, she is free from the drama of her parents’ dysfunctional marriage and ready to focus on studying to become a nurse. Her brother, Ben, belongs to the hottest fraternity on campus, and her new roommate, Emma, is beautiful and charming, a party girl whose answer for a hangover is happy hour. She is also a psychopath.

When Katherine’s obsessive-compulsive overprotective brother succumbs to Emma’s charms and falls dangerously off-track, Katherine must save Ben from himself. Lives are threatened and someone disappears on New Year’s Day. The only evidence left: a single set of footprints in the snow.

From the university campus to a cozy cottage on Carter’s Creek, Virginia, Saving Ben is a haunting tale of love and loyalty, anger management, substance abuse, and betrayal.

AshleyI wrote a novel, SAVING BEN, in honor of my brother, the boy I worshiped, the man I could not save. It’s not a memoir, but a story about the special bond between siblings.I’m a wife and mother of two teenagers. I have lived in Richmond, Virginia, for seventeen years, a city I love for its history and traditions. Personal experience with my brother inspired me to become involved with the leadership symposium in my son’s school where I’ve helped bring in speakers to raise parents’ awareness of the alcohol and drug problems children face. When I’m not steering volunteer committees or working on my next novel, I can be found swimming laps or playing tennis.

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