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. You can get the Audible book for the special
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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
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.
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, teen psychics who control
minds, twin high school hockey stars battling on the ice, and teddy bears
learning to raise the Website: http://stacyjuba.com/blog/
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Thanks so much for featuring Dark Before Dawn, Kathleen!
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