BLOG TOUR STOP~FADING by E.K Blair
SYNOPSIS
Can a guilty conscience keep wounds from healing?
Fine arts major, Candace Parker, grew up with a mother who thinks image is everything, and her daughter’s perfection will never be good enough. About to graduate college and pursue her dreams of becoming a professional ballerina, Candace decides it’s time to let go and have a little fun. But fun is short-lived when a brutal attack leaves her completely shattered.
The memories that consume and torment Candace are starting to destroy her when she meets Ryan Campbell, a successful bar owner. He feels instantly connected and tries to show her that hope is worth fighting for. But is Ryan harboring his own demons? As walls slowly begin to chip away, the secrets that are held within start to become painful burdens.
At what point do secrets become lies?
EXCERPT
Candace in the Rain
As I drive, reality
slowly starts creeping back in, and the weight in my chest returns. The thunder
continues to rumble, and I feel like the weather fits my mood perfectly. The
clouds open, and the rain begins to crash down on my windshield. I turn my
wipers on high, but I struggle to see the road ahead. I pull into one of the
empty parking lots on campus to wait until the rain lightens up. While sitting
in the car, I listen to the rain beating violently against the steel.
For
some reason, I get the urge to get out of my car. I open the door and step out
into the rain. Closing the door, I lean against the car, and within seconds,
I’m drenched. The beating of the raindrops against my delicate skin feels good,
almost painful in a way—but good. I lean my head back and feel the pellets as
they strike my face. I enjoy the biting sensation. With my eyes closed, I just
stand there, wishing I could live here, in this vacant lot, alone, focusing on
nothing more than the stinging pleasure of the storm as it batters me. Knowing
that this will soon end, that the sun is lingering behind the clouds and I will
be faced with the hell that is my life, my body slides down the side of my car,
and I sit in a puddle of water on the dirty ground and cry.
Why
didn’t I fight more?
CHARACTER CAST
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