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Sixteen year old Emersyn Moore spends her summer days working part-time in a book store, enjoying her next read, and hanging out with her best friend, Brianna. She also spends a lot of time admiring Brianna’s older brother, Kaden, who has made it clear that he sees Emersyn as nothing more than a sister. Emersyn concedes to her sisterly role, keeping her feelings to herself, as well as the fantasies she knows will never become reality. However, when Kaden is involved in a disabling accident, everything changes, including their relationship.
Will it tear them apart, making her long for the sisterly role she’d always despised, or will this life altering experience bring them closer together, forcing Kaden to see her in a new light? Only time will tell.
Time. They say it will heal all wounds, but Emersyn knows that’s a lie. Some wounds never heal, which is evident every time she looks at Kaden.
Will it tear them apart, making her long for the sisterly role she’d always despised, or will this life altering experience bring them closer together, forcing Kaden to see her in a new light? Only time will tell.
Time. They say it will heal all wounds, but Emersyn knows that’s a lie. Some wounds never heal, which is evident every time she looks at Kaden.
Excerpt
I blinked several times, trying to clear my vision, as I listened to Bri's first message. I heard a bunch of rustling, which sounded like she'd dropped her phone and then hung up, but the next one hit me hard, like someone sucker punched me in the stomach, bringing me to my knees right there in the mall parking lot.
"Emersyn…" Her voice cracked and all I heard was silence… until her cries broke through it—broke me. "Emersyn, it's Kaden."
My heart stopped at the sound of his name, making one, last, hard thud against the inside of my chest. I couldn't breathe as the pain of dread filled me while I waited to hear words I didn't want to hear—not now, not ever. "He… he…." Her voice kept catching, making her unable to get the words out.
"Come on, sweetie, let's get to the car," Mom said as she helped me up, holding herself together better than I was at this point.
"Is he okay? Is he okay?" I asked whoever would listen and answer me. "Please, tell me he's okay."
The return of Bri's voice caused me to hold the phone so tightly against my ear that it throbbed. "They don't think he's gonna make it," Bri cried into the phone. "They flew him to Knoxville. Please get down here."
I couldn't talk anymore. I was afraid if I opened my mouth again that the popcorn, candy and Sprite I'd inhaled at the movies would end up coming out, so I clicked on my voicemail again and listened to the rest of Bri's messages instead. Between the crying and the random words thrown in between her sobs, it was clear that the last time I saw Kaden might actually be the last time I ever saw Kaden.
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