Genre: Young Adult & Youth
About FlyleafLocation: Cape Cod Home Region: Age:38 Website: http://HomeschoolReviewsandMore.com Favorite novels: Redeeming Love, Speaker For The Dead, Piercing the Darkness, And Then There Were None, The Circle Trilogy, The Stand Favorite writers: Agatha Christie, Francine Rivers, Frank Peretti, Ted Dekker, David Baldacci, Diane Mott Davidson Favorite music: While writing this story: Escape the Fate, Evanescence, Secondhand Serenade, Mayday Parade, Switchfoot Non-noveling interests: Family, friends, homeschooling, ministry, coffee, blogging, singing, reading, WoW |
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Synopsis: Through the Shadows
Elizabeth Johnson (Beth) is a fifteen year old introvert who feels invisible to the world. Her aging parents are consumed with her mother's health (cancer in remission) and her father's failing business. Having a child at 44, they considered her a miracle. Now at the age of 60 they are having a difficult time parenting a teen. Beth survives her loneliness by fantasizing and writing, along with an on again off again friendship with Christian. Christian is new in town, also fifteen. He and his mother are attempting a fresh start after his father walked out on them. Christian considers this a stroke of luck, as it was an abusive marriage. His desire for a calm, normal life remains unfulfilled as he's drawn to the drama of Beth's life when she awakens to find her bedroom window open and three words scrawled across her wall; I SEE YOU. Beth wants nothing more than someone to notice her, but is this the kind of attention she needs?
Excerpt: Through the Shadows
Beth woke late the next morning, knowing something wasn’t quite right but it took her a moment to place it. The cool morning breeze was a bit stronger than usual and the curtains snapped briskly back and forth. She blinked, rubbing at her eyes, and then realized her window was open. Not just open to the cold, but actually wide open. She got up to look out and saw the screen lying haphazardly on the ground outside.
Ruth chose that moment to tap lightly and open the bedroom door, intending to let her daughter know that she would be late for school if she didn’t get moving quickly.
“Oh good, you’re up.” She half turned to leave and suddenly gasped, staring at the wall over her daughter’s bed. Beth looked up to see what had frightened her mother.
I SEE YOU.
Giant letters, scrawled in red marker across her wall.
Eyes wide, Beth turned to look at her mother, “Mom, it-“
She was cut off by her mother’s scream. Startled, she fell back against the window, catching her elbow on the sill and crying out as pain shot up her arm.
“Your face.” Ruth pointed at her cheek, “Bethie, look at your face.”
Still rubbing her elbow, Beth walked carefully over to the mirror above her dresser. A sharp intake of breath was her only response as she stared at her reflection.
A clumsily drawn heart, the same shade of red as the markings on her wall, marred her left cheek.
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