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Lucky by Alice Sebold


Lucky

Lucky

Hardcover
256 pages
Published September 22nd 2009 by Scribner (first published September 16th 2002)
ISBN 0684857820 (ISBN13: 9780684857824)
rating: 3.5/5 stars
Description:
In a memoir hailed for its searing candor and wit, Alice Sebold reveals how her life was utterly transformed when, as an eighteen-year-old college freshman, she was brutally raped and beaten in a park near campus. What propels this chronicle of her recovery is Sebold’s indomitable spirit-as she struggles for understanding (“After telling the hard facts to anyone, from lover to friend, I have changed in their eyes”); as her dazed family and friends sometimes bungle their efforts to provide comfort and support; and as, ultimately, she triumphs, managing through grit and coincidence to help secure her attacker’s arrest and conviction. In a narrative by turns disturbing, thrilling, and inspiring, Alice Sebold illuminates the experience of trauma victims even as she imparts wisdom profoundly hard-won: “You save yourself or you remain unsaved.”
Review:
A harrowing tale, indeed. “It is not just forcible intercourse; rape means to inhabit and destroy everything” (p.123). No wonder it had taken so long for Alice to come to terms with it. Such brutal destruction of everything one knew and was could not be overcome quickly or easily. I found I had to stop reading at intervals to recover my equanimity.The reactions of the people surrounding her I found fascinating. What does one say to the victim? Certainly not “I guess this will make you less inhibited about sex now, huh?” (p.77). You’d think a therapist could have done better than that.

I think I’d like to read The Lovely Bones again having read this memoir. I didn’t give it much of a review or rating when I read it & I wonder if I would feel any different on a second reading. Terry Gross asks an interesting question at the end of Lucky:

TG: I got the impression that the kind of moment-by-moment description of the brutality that’s in your memoir is something you felt didn’t belong in this new novel, in the description of the brutality that this fourteen-year-old face.

AS: Yeah. I mean, the funny thing is that I did write the beginning of The Lovely Bonesbefore I wrote my memoir, so the violent crime that occurs in Susie‘s life happened, in terms of writing about it, before a description of my rape was written by me later. I think to separate the two stories, to make sure that Susie was not doing any of my work for me when I returned to the novel, I stopped to write Lucky. And one of the things that was very important for me to do was to get all the facts of my case down, so they had been written, they existed whole in a whole other book, and I could go back to Susie and she could lead me where she wanted to take me and tell me her story in the way she wanted to tell it, as opposed to me feeling perhaps that I needed to really tell the real deal about every detail of rape and violence. I did that in the memoir as opposed to the novel because I wanted my characters to rule the novel, not some sort of want to talk about rape and show rape to readers.

I thought this memoir was well-written and gripping, and despite the distressing content it was worth the effort

Happy Reading!

~Ana @SoManyBooksSoLittleTime~

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Cover Reveal – Entangled Moments by Dori Lavelle


Entangled Moments by Dori Lavelle

(Moments in Time #1)

Publication date: December 31st, 2013

Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18680645-entangled-moments?ac=1

~Synopsis~

A deadly accident can take a life in more than one way.

Four years ago Carlene Adams made a mistake. A tragic accident derailed the future she’d hoped for, taking the life of the man she’d planned to spend forever with.

As a self-imposed penance for her solitary sin, Carlene has given up on every dream she ever had. Instead, for whatever is left of her life, she has committed to spend every moment trying to make up for that single instance when everything changed. She’ll settle for the sort of life a person like her deserves, or so she believes.

A second chance.

Then Carlene meets Nick. A single kiss awakens all the desires she has shoved aside for so long. Suddenly she wants more than what she feels she has a right to. With the feeling of his lips still lingering on her own, she wonders if she’ll ever see him again…and if she does, what will that mean for her?

A thing of fate.

Outside of the life she built upon her guilt, she waits for fate to intervene. But just as she begins to believe in her fresh start, she’s forced to realize a horrible truth that has the power to send her second chance crashing before it even begins.

Nick isn’t who she thought he was. She isn’t the girl he believes her to be, either. Their lives have always been intertwined, and to tell him the truth is also to risk tearing them apart for good.

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AUTHOR BIO

Dori Lavelle, is a mother, wife, and lover of happy endings and mint chocolate. She thinks love and chocolate make such a perfect pair. Give her a great romance novel with a hint of suspense and a mug of hot chocolate and she’d be one happy woman.

Growing up, Dori read a lot, and when she wasn’t happy with a particular ending, she wrote a different one, just for herself. Before long, she was writing stories when she should have been doing homework. The time has come for her to share the stories she cooks up in her head.

Author links:

Website : http://www.dorilavelle.com/

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Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Dori-Lavelle/1423314904547560

Goodreads Author Page: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7348559.Dori_Lavelle

Blog: http://dori-lavelle.blogspot.com

Twitter: https://twitter.com/DoriLavelle

The new cover for Entangled Moments by Dori Lavelle, designed by Najla Qamber Designs 

The author is also hosting a giveaway – a Rafflecopter giveaway

 

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The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold


The Lovely Bones
 
The Lovely Bones
by Alice Sebold
 
Paperback
368 pages
Published September 30th 2009 by Little, Brown and Company (first published 2002)
ISBN 0316044938 (ISBN13: 9780316044936
Rating: 4/5
Description:
“My name was Salmon, like the fish; first name, Susie. I was fourteen when I was murdered on December 6, 1973.”
So begins the story of Susie Salmon, who is adjusting to her new home in heaven, a place that is not at all what she expected, even as she is watching life on earth continue without her — her friends trading rumors about her disappearance, her killer trying to cover his tracks, her grief-stricken family unraveling. Out of unspeakable tragedy and loss, THE LOVELY BONES succeeds, miraculously, in building a tale filled with hope, humor, suspense, even joy.
Review:
“These were the lovely bones that had grown around my absence: the connections – sometimes tenuous, sometimes made at a great cost, but often magnificent – that happened after I was gone.”I hardly ever read books when they are first released. I always seem to be a few years behind, for whatever reason. Sometimes this works to my advantage, as it allows me to avoid a degree of hype that surrounds certain books. I do remember seeing the blue cover of The Lovely Bones on shelves in every bookstore when it was released a few years ago and seeing mentions on best-sellers lists. But I didn’t take much interest in it because, sometimes, when a book/movie/album gets so many rave reviews, I’ll expect it to blow me through the roof and will end up disappointed when it’s only mildly entertaining or moving (see: The Time Traveler’s Wife).

I prefer to go in with low expectations and let myself be surprised with greatness. Not that I’m a bitter person or anything. Not at all. Ok, I’m working on it.

Anyway, I was visiting my tiny local library for the first time, searching for a book to check out, when I saw the blue spine peaking out from the shelf. Since I had already read the few classics they had in stock, and don’t really go for Harlequin romance, I took Alice Sebold home with me. Much to my surprise, I finished the book in a day’s time.

It wasn’t so much Sebold’s writing style, which is good but not spectacular, or even the tinges of mystery in the plot that captivated me. It was the raw human emotion that she so perfectly conveyed through each character. The characters felt real—both their positive qualities and their shortcomings. The pain, confusion, regret, and maybe even hope that they each felt in their own ways really impacted me.

The Lovely Bones is the story of a young girl who is raped and murdered in her neighborhood. She speaks to the reader from her version of heaven (it can be different for each person), and looks over her family as they unravel after the tragic event. Perhaps it had something to do with my already delicate state (I was home sick while reading) but the book managed to make me cry. More than once. I’m slightly embarrassed to admit that, and the book snob in me would prefer to believe I am “above” sentimental plot devices, but to be honest—the book is just really sad.

I also liked the subtle message of hope that carries through the novel, without reading like a “Chicken Soup” book. The ending isn’t the overly hokey “I will survive” type, and still has a shade of melancholy, but seems to say that even through utter grief and personal devastation, life goes on.

 

Happy Reading!

~Ana @SoManyBooksSoLittleTime~

 
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Book Blitz – Entwine by Rebecca Berto: Excerpt + Giveaway!!


Entwine by Rebecca Berto 
Publication date: November 25th 2013
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18467906-entwine?ac=1


Synopsis:

Sarah Langham’s life was the epitome of normal until her dad slept with another woman when she was sixteen. It ripped her family apart.

Twenty-two-year-old Sarah has it together, though.

Waiting at the train station to go home from her first day of her first proper job out of university, she spots a man.

He is an enigma to her. She’s drawn to him, with his square jaw; buzz of hair; and his tall, solid frame, seen under the contours of his business suit. And he’s been looking at her, too. Fate pulls them together that night on a whirlwind date, exceeding anything Sarah’s experienced before. He’s even more into her than she’s into him. Finally, she wants to trust a guy for the first time since she was sixteen.

But then they discover something.

Something that meant they were never two strangers at a train station.

And it threatens to tear their future apart before it, really, ever begins.

Purchase:

Direct buy links not yet available but will be found here come release day:

-Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Rebecca-Berto/e/B00AF3E52Q

–B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/c/rebecca-berto

Entwine is launching at $0.99 for a limited time

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~Excerpt~

The first time Sarah saw Him, he was leaning up against a pillar at Flinders Street Station, knee bent against the wall, checking the time on his watch.

At five thirty, after her first day as a junior editor, she still hadn’t stopped trembling with excitement. She’d memorised the names of all the workers in her team, and loved the way she walked into the office and it smelt of warm paper, straight out of the printer. There must have been at least six printers on the one floor alone.

Now, at the train station, she supposed it made sense this man stood out. She was on alert and he was impossible to miss. Eyes peeled, she noticed him, as if he were a photograph, the aperture turned low so the bustle of other passersby blurred out.

She sat on her seat, waiting, pretending to text on her mobile. Now and then she’d look up as if wondering, “When’s the train coming?” Like she’d forgotten. Under her lashes, or from a casual glance sweeping the platform, she’d look at something new on him.

First it was his jaw. Sarah didn’t know why a strange man’s jawline mattered, but it did. She could imagine the sharp turn as she traced from ear down to his chin, and back up to his other ear with her finger. She imagined all her old poster pin-ups. Sarah wasn’t a fussy girl. She had James Dean, Elvis Presley, Bon Jovi, Brad Pitt, Zac Efron, and even the Hemsworth brothers.

By far, this man’s jawline was as good or better—sharp, yet smooth enough to want to touch.

She looked up again but thought he saw her, so she quickly took stock of a mother pushing a pram, another small child holding its side bar and stomping along. She looked further up and saw that she had two minutes left before her train really did arrive.

Sarah had never wanted a train to be late before, although they always were with Melbourne’s crazy rail system. Today, she did.

The guys in her lectures and tutes back in university were always man-whores or geeks or already taken. Now, at her first proper full-time job, she only had one man in her team and she didn’t have hopes for him, since she was sure that lunchtime phone call was to his “love”, and that “love” sounded like a man.

Sarah wasn’t greedy. One man would do, and he didn’t have to be the best looking or the kindest, but he had to be right for her. And she couldn’t pick if there would be something wrong with this man leaning against the pillar, waiting for his train, but she hoped that maybe he’d catch the same line as her and she’d get to wonder about him longer.

The third time she looked up she noticed more of him, more details here and there. He didn’t have a briefcase, but he was in perfectly ironed suit pants, leather dress shoes and a light peach shirt, one button undone lower than most businessmen she saw. The shirt’s waist tapered in to hug him at his hips. She figured that he naturally filled out the chest, shaping a perfect V, and the rolled up sleeves showed off the hint of corded forearms that stirred her imagination more. He had a buzz of hair covering his head, just enough to draw attention to the sexy contours of his face and body.

Just then, the lady over the speaker announced the train was arriving and Sarah stood, just as everyone else. She looped her handbag over her shoulder and found her way just behind the yellow line, choosing to walk diagonal, inwards, so that she stood mere metres from the man.

The doors opened, and the people on the platform waited for the people onboard to get off.

Sarah, though, turned to the man, and watched him pull out his mobile, then put it away just as quickly. He looked up, and Sarah’s initial thought was Quick! Oh my God, pretend you were staring at something odd behind him! but those silly cover-ups only made people look worse, so she decided to embrace this chance and offer a little smile—but she chickened out halfway and had to drop her gaze to the floor, not even able to hide her smile.

The ground in front of her started emptying, so she waded her way through with the other people desperate to find a seat.

If Sarah had her way she’d clamp her bag under her arm, make sure her heels were steady and then make a run to the nearest two seats free, fling her handbag on the spare one in front of her, and let that man sidestep through the knees of others in the seat arrangement and sit in front of her. In front was always better, because men had long legs. She’d learnt the pros and cons of sitting in front of men on trains before. Many times, smelly men or big men had their legs opened wide, and Sarah had to close her smaller ones between them with little gap spacing. Or, she would have to cross her legs and get a cramp trying to keep her crossed leg bent back, so as not to touch them.

But Sarah’s thoughts … that’s all they were. There were a few seats here and there, but neither Sarah nor the man got any. He could have, but he held out his hand and let that mother through, with the pram and her small child.

Sarah found herself liking him even more. Her last boyfriend had loved the clubs in the city and it was at one of them, not far from here, that he’d kissed his other girlfriend who Sarah never knew about. Or, not until she’d decided to surprise him that night and found her legs around his, his hands cupping under her ass in a section away from the dance floor.

Although this man didn’t sit next to her, he did find a spare pole to grab onto in the train carriage, and Sarah found one opposite him. He once again noticed her, but Sarah hadn’t been looking this time. He must have been doing some staring of his own.

Sarah wondered if this man had been doing the same thing the whole time Sarah had her own game going.

She wondered this as the train took off and they stood almost in reaching distance, both with a hand holding the pole next to them. Sarah wondered which stop he’d get off at.

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AUTHOR BIO:

Rebecca Berto writes stories about love and relationships. She gets a thrill when her readers are emotional reading her books, and gets even more of a kick when they tell her so. She’s strangely imaginative, spends too much time on her computer, and is certifiably crazy when she works on her fiction. 

Rebecca Berto lives in Melbourne, Australia with her boyfriend and their doggy.

Author Links:

Website / Goodreads / Facebook / Twitter

GIVEAWAY

Blitz-wide giveaway

Prizes (open internationally):

3 eBooks, 2 bookmarks, and a $15 Amazon giftcard

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Wait for You (Wait for You, #1) by J. Lynn


Wait for You (Wait for You, #1)

Wait for You (Wait for You, #1) by J. Lynn

ebook

332 pages

Published February 26th 2013 by J. Lynn (first published February 25th 2013)

Rating: 5/5 Stars

~Description~

Some things are worth waiting for…

Traveling thousands of miles from home to enter college is the only way nineteen-year-old Avery Morgansten can escape what happened at the Halloween party five years ago—an event that forever changed her life. All she needs to do is make it to her classes on time, make sure the bracelet on her left wrist stays in place, not draw any attention to herself, and maybe—please God—make a few friends, because surely that would be a nice change of pace. The one thing she didn’t need and never planned on was capturing the attention of the one guy who could shatter the precarious future she’s building for herself.

Some things are worth experiencing…

Cameron Hamilton is six feet and three inches of swoon-worthy hotness, complete with a pair of striking blue eyes and a remarkable ability to make her want things she believed were irrevocably stolen from her. She knows she needs to stay away from him, but Cam is freaking everywhere, with his charm, his witty banter, and that damn dimple that’s just so… so lickable. Getting involved with him is dangerous, but when ignoring the simmering tension that sparks whenever they are around each other becomes impossible, he brings out a side of her she never knew existed.

Some things should never be kept quiet…

But when Avery starts receiving threatening emails and phone calls forcing her to face a past she wants silenced, she’s has no other choice but to acknowledge that someone is refusing to allow her to let go of that night when everything changed. When the devastating truth comes out, will she resurface this time with one less scar? And can Cam be there to help her or will he be dragged down with her?

And some things are worth fighting for…

~Review~


WAIT FOR YOU is an emotional, heartbreaking, but definitely sweet love story! I absolutely loved it and definitely couldn’t put it down! After reading this, it only makes me want more!

WAIT FOR YOU reminded me of why I love reading romance! The author spent A LOT of time on the romance between Cam and Avery and it pays off BIG TIME. Avery is so inhibited, but Cam just has a way of getting beneath her barriers and making her smile. The way the author explores their relationship felt so genuine and real that I had no problem believing in their love.

The story is well paced with lots of steam, the author knows exactly how to build up the tension!. It’s easy to see Avery’s past but the whole story is just on the edge of it. I was surprised and overwhelmed when I finally knew all of it. Could see that Cam had a secret too but again the details were still a surprise. I liked that. And the steamy scenes between Cam and Avery!! :3

This book is so emotional and moving, and I honestly cannot express how much I LOVED it.

I definitely recommend this novel!!

Happy Reading!

~Ana @SoManyBooksSoLittleTime~

 
 

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Cover Reveal: Out of Ashes by Diana Gardin


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Out of the Ashes by Diana Gardin
(The Ashes Series #1)
Publication date: December 12th 2013
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
 
 
Synopsis:
Out of the frying pan and into the fire…

Paige Hill is discovering who she is again after losing everything she loves in a tragic fire. She’s endured a long road to recovery with the help of her best fiend Gillian and is finally beginning her life again: college, a job, and a blossoming love she never even saw coming.

Clay Forbes is the notorious campus playboy. He’s a star athlete, a senior architecture major, and the only son in a family with power and money back in his hometown. When he crashes into Paige, his whole perspective on life shifts, and his world as he knew it becomes nonexistent. He’s wrapped up in her.

They’re both learning how to love, but Clay’s ex-girlfriend Hannah won’t make it easy for them. She puts a target on Paige’s back, and won’t stop until she’s derailed their budding romance once and for all. Who will be left standing after the ashes settle for the second time?

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18659203-out-of-the-ashes?ac=1

 
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Author Bio:
 
 
I’m a wife of one and a mom of two. Writing is my second full time job to that, and I love it! I write Contemporary Romance in the Young Adult and New Adult categories. I’m also a former Elementary school teacher. I love steak, sugar cookies, and Coke and I hate working out. Look for more Contemporary Romance Titles from me soon, including Out of the Ashes (Ashes 1) and Wanted (Nelson Island 1).
 
 
Author links:
Website: http://www.dianagardin.com/
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7319252.Diana_Gardin
Twitter: https://twitter.com/Dianalynngardin
 
 
 
The new cover for Out of the Ashes by Diana Gardin, designed by OctagonLab
 
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Book Blitz – Peaceful Genocide by J.A. Reynolds: Excerpt + Giveaway!



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Peaceful Genocide by J.A. Reynolds 
Publication date: November 25th 2013
Genres: Science Fiction, Thriller, Young Adult
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18499632-peaceful-genocide?ac=1


~Synopsis~

Seventeen-year-old Mitzi and Deuce can recall how many drops of water were on a leaf from a rainstorm five years ago and conversations from last week, month, or year. They have the ability to remember every second of everyday—since birth.

This gift has blessed Mitzi with a history of being sexually assaulted by researchers and abused by her own parents. She trusts no one. Likes no one. Deuce, however, is a high school standout. His gift has made him a superstar on the football field and his memory promises him endless opportunities.

When they both end up at an Alzheimer’s research facility under false proviso, they quickly realize this place isn’t what it seems to be. They endure crazy military-style tests, are forcefully drugged, and complete real-life simulations that haunt them.

Mitzi and Deuce have no idea what the researchers want to do with them or their memories. But one thing is clear: the researchers will go to any lengths to get what they want.

Purchase:

–Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Peaceful-Genocide-J-Reynolds-ebook/dp/B00GA9JBCI/ref=la_B007NWS8YS_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1383678703&sr=1-2

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~Excerpt~

A flock of men, twenty or more, strode out of the abyss of night. Deuce could only see flashes of their movement and he hoped the men weren’t armed. He doubted it. Without even speaking, Mitzi and Deuce locked eyes and set out in a dead run into the blinding snow.

People rushed them and Deuce kept his arm out, clothes lining and bumping people out of the way. Mitzi ducked and bobbed, sending people over her back.

“There it is!” Mitzi shouted.

Their run broke into a sprint, faster than Deuce had ever run on any field. Ice formed around the condensation on his nose from his heavy breaths. The helicopter door was open and Paisley was frantically waving them forward. Crashing into the side door of the chopper, Deuce lifted Mitzi inside with one arm.

“Who’s supposed to fly this thing?” Paisley called out.

Deuce cast an eye back at the men closing in on them. “I don’t know.”

“Me.” The hard voice came from Mitzi. Deuce almost fell over in shock. She shook her entire body from head to toe and slid into the cockpit.

“Hurry,” Paisley called.

Deuce watched in amazement as Mitzi flipped on a set of switches, her face glowing red from the lights. She turned a key and the rotor blades whirled to life, whipping the snow up around him. He jumped in and went to slam the door shut. Arms like tentacles shot through the door, grasping and clawing at whatever it could. He couldn’t get it closed. The arms failed and tugged, pulling half a man’s body through the partially open door.

“Mitzi! We need to go up! Now!” Deuce batted away the arms. He opened the door a smidge and slammed it back shut on the man’s frame. He didn’t even make a sound, he just kept coming. His hands were joined by two more. Together their arms tried to pry the door open.

“What do I do?” Paisley squeaked. “How can I help?”

“Mitzi!”

“Stop yelling at me! I’m doing this from memory, damn it. I need a freakin’ second.”

“We don’t have a second.” He kept as much pressure against the door as he could but it was starting to inch backward.

Deuce reached for his gun. “Paisley, can you shoot them?”

Her eyes went wide with fear. She backed away.

“Paisley, remember what I said. It’s not real.”

Her little head shook, her arms waving around her in shock. “I can’t.”

Deuce eyed Ralph sprawled out on the floor. He wasn’t moving.

“Mitzi, I need your help back here.”

Her voice was loud and harsh. “I’m trying to fly a God damn helicopter right now!”

“Paisley. Look at me. Good.” Deuce applied more pressure to the door and kicked at the appendages. The things were like robots. “Do you like to fly?”

She nodded quickly.

“Good. Go take Mitzi’s place. She’ll tell you how to fly. Tell her to come back here or we won’t make it out of here.”

Paisley darted to the front. Deuce heard Mitzi let out a long curse before joining him, Paisley’s gun clutched in her hand.

“Shoot them!” Deuce commanded when she only stared at him straining.

She didn’t. She cocked her hip. “If I don’t hit them, or maybe even if I do, the bullet will ricochet and come back inside here. Do you want a bullet in your stomach?”

“It’s not real, Mitzi. Shoot the damn thing.”

“I’m not taking any chances.” She put her weight against the door, helping Deuce keep it shut. “When we get in the air, we’ll open the door and let them fall.”

Deuce nodded, in no mood to argue.

“Paisley,” she called out. “Put your right hand on the control lever. That stick in front of you. Now put your left hand on the horizontal stick to your left.” She grunted as she put more weight on the door.

Damn, these monsters were strong. The door continued to inch open.

“Got it!”

“Good. Lift the collective control stick—the thing in your left hand. It’ll make us go up. The Cyclic, the stick in your right hand will make us go forward when you press it forward. Make sure we’re up in the air a good ways before pressing the cyclic forward. And don’t press it too hard. You need to keep a balance.”

The roar of the rotors grew louder as the chopper lurched up.

“Hold on!” Mitzi shouted.

They were jostled about as Paisley tried to figure out how to steer the metal monster.

“Uh, how easy is it to crash this thing?” Deuce asked.

Mitzi blinked. “Very. Use the rudders, Paisley—those little pedals on the floor to keep us going straight.”

Deuce’s stomach heaved as the chopper dived to the left. The rotating blades crashed against the concrete outside, snapping the chopper back, wrenching the entire compartment in a jumble. Mitzi’s grip slipped off the door. Deuce snatched her hands and pulled her back. Jeez. They weren’t even that far off the ground yet.

“Get the balance of it, Paisley! Just like I explained. You can do it!”

After several long, bouncing moments, the chopper evened out. The arms still grabbed at the door.

“How high are we Paisley?” Mitzi yelled out. “Check the altimeter.”

“The what?”

“The altimeter. It’s a round gauge that says ALT. There’s a long, white marker on it and numbers one through ten. Where is the marker?

“Two little notches before the one.” Paisley sounded hoarse from all the screaming.

Mitzi nodded. “Good.” She locked eyes with Deuce. “We’re sixty feet up. Open the door.”

Deuce released his hold, allowing the door to whoosh open. The flailing sets of arms kept a firm grip. Deuce tried to pry the hands back, amazed at their strength. The two men were dangling almost six stories up, trying to pulling themselves into the chopper. And they were succeeding.

“Mitzi! Their hands. Help me.”

Mitzi pitched forward, arms out. One of the octopus hands shot out and grabbed her by the ankle. It jerked her off her feet.

“Deuce!”

Deuce didn’t have time to react before the hand ripped her right out of the chopper. “Mitzi!” He flattened himself on the floor and looked over the edge. A piece of the skid had snagged her jacket and she was dangling helplessly.

The two men were still trying to climb into the chopper. Deuce pulled his sidearm out of the holster and fired without thinking, hitting both men in the chest numerous times. Their hands slipped and they fell into the whiteness of the blizzard below.

“Mitzi! Hold on!” He flipped himself out the door, putting his feet on the skid bar. The wind was turbulent, making his balance shaky. He went down on his stomach and scooted toward the edge of the skid. Mitzi looked up at him. Her eyes were the size of softballs, the whites streaked with red.

“Take my hand!”

She shook her head.

“Take it!” He thrust it toward her again.

Her head fell back, breaking eye contact. He edged closer, but not close enough to snatch her up without her help. She had to trust him.

“Mitzi!”

The chopper rocked right, nearly tossing Deuce off the skid. Even through the roar of the chopper blades, Deuce heard the rip of Mitzi’s coat. He threw his arm just in time. She latched one like it was a lifesaver.

He swung his right arm under the bar, gripping her shoulder with everything he had. The chopper blade whipped air down on him from the left. On his right side, there was a strange uplift.

“Do you trust me?” He asked her ghost-pale eyes.

Her fingers sank into his jacket. “Yes.”

“Let go.”

“What?” Her shriek could no doubt be heard for miles.

“If you let go, I can swing you around on my right. I won’t be able to pull you up on the left, the downdraft is too strong.”

If possible, her face paled even more. Her lips quivered, her nails puncturing the thick fabric of his coat and biting into his skin. He twisted his legs around the skid, giving him more of an anchor.

His eyes caught hers. “Let go.”

She did.

~~~

AUTHOR BIO:


JA Reynolds lives in the Midwest with a normal family, raising a normal daughter, with some abnormal pets. It’s extraordinarily ordinary. 

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