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If you could control minds...would you?
It's hard enough for Dawn hiding that she's a teen psychic from her
new classmates and new step-family, but it gets even tougher when she
learns that ESP spells D-A-N-G-E-R. When Dawn gets involved with a
fortuneteller mentor and two girls who share her mysterious talents,
she finally belongs after years of being a misfit. When she learns
her new friends may be tied to freak "accidents" in town,
Dawn has an important choice to make - continue developing the talent
that makes her special or challenge the only people who have ever
accepted her.
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Excerpt:
As
Ken backed out of the driveway, Dawn searched her brain for something
interesting to say. She finally gave up. Ken didn’t seem in any
hurry to chat, either.
She
and Ken had made small talk a few times over the summer, but he never
invited her to join him and his friends downtown. She didn’t think
Ken disliked her, but he wasn’t that friendly, either.
As
he turned up the radio full blast, Dawn rubbed her aching forehead.
Normally she loved music, but not right now.
She
reached over and lowered the volume. "Is that okay? I’ve got a
splitting headache."
"Hey,
this is my car. I control the tunes." Ken jerked his gaze off
the road.
"Sorry,
I’m just not feeling well." Dawn fastened her eyes on the
floor mats, which badly needed shaking out. Maybe she was wrong and
he did hate her.
"Who
asked you here, anyway? I ought to go back and drop you off at the
bus stop."
"Look,
I’m sorry. I didn’t ask you to drive me."
"Yeah,
my dad did. Except he didn’t ask. He ordered."
"Don’t
worry, you won’t have to be seen with me anymore. From now on, I’ll
catch the bus." Dawn’s voice wobbled. If he snapped at her one
more time, the warmth pressing behind her eyelids would explode.
"You’re
not crying are you?" Ken glanced at her sideways.
"I
told you, I have a headache," she said, dabbing her cheeks with
her shirt sleeve. "I’m a little nervous about school."
"It’s
not you, okay? Your mom’s always in my face and Dad keeps bugging
me to be nice to her. If he wanted to get married, fine, but leave me
out of it."
"I
know what you mean." Dawn wiped away the last of her tears. It
helped to know Ken had problems adjusting, too.
"I’ll
keep the radio down. Okay?" He looked at her anxiously, as if
afraid she’d sob into his letter jacket.
"Thanks."
They
drove in silence. Dawn stared out the window at Covington Center, for
once empty of tourists and kids on skateboards. Her mother said they
were lucky to live a mile from the Center, where all the action was,
but there were only so many times Dawn could visit the same shops and
arcades. Even a mall would have cheered Dawn, but the closest one was
a half hour away. She was trapped in Beach Blanket Hell.
This
morning, the carousel horses were lifeless and carnival rides frozen.
Gulls swooped down to vacant park benches, hunting for day-old
remains of fried dough and pizza. Most everything shut down after
Labor Day. Jeff had explained that the only places to stay open
off-season were Mario's Pizza, the Center Sweet Shoppe and the Sand
Castle Drugstore.
Dawn
gave an involuntary shudder as they drove past the beach. The gray
tide pitched forward, swallowing the slick mirror of sand. She gazed
down at her knuckles, fisted in her lap. Her mother and Jeff
worshipped the ocean, but to her it was a mysterious monster foaming
at the mouth.
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About the Author
Stacy Juba loves
to write stories about Characters at a Crossroads:
individuals who are finding themselves and getting on the right life
path after overcoming obstacles. She has made numerous bestseller
lists including GalleyCat’s Barnes & Noble Bestsellers and
GalleyCat’s Mystery and Thriller Bestsellers. Stacy has written
about reality TV contestants targeted by a killer, an obit writer
investigating a cold case, a reluctant theme park Cinderella, teen
psychics who control minds, twin high school hockey stars battling on
the ice, and teddy bears learning to raise the U.S. flag. Stacy also
offers the affordable Crossroads Editing Service for writers and does
her editing the old-fashioned way, on a hard copy, so that she can
mark up manuscripts with extensive comments and line edits. In
addition, she teaches online writing and book promotion classes for
various writers organizations. Browse her website for more
information on her mystery, romance, and contemporary fiction books
for adults, teens and children.
Website:
http://stacyjuba.com/blog/
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