Wish
by Grier Cooper
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BLURB:
For
Indigo Stevens, ballet classes at Miss Roberta’s ballet studio offer the
stability and structure that are missing from her crazy home life. At almost
16, she hopes this is the year she will be accepted into the New York School of
Ballet. First she must prove she’s ready, and that means ignoring Jesse Sanders
– the cute boy with dimples who is definitely at the top of Miss Roberta’s List
of Forbidden Things for Dancers.
But Jesse is the least of
Indigo’s concerns. When she discovers her mom is an alcoholic, it
simultaneously explains everything and heaps more worry on Indigo’s shoulders.
As her mom’s behavior becomes increasingly erratic, Indigo fights to maintain
balance, protect her younger brothers from abuse, and keep her mother from
going over the edge. When the violence at home escalates, Indigo realizes she
can no longer dance around the issue. At the risk of losing everything, she
must take matters into her own hands before it’s too late.
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EXCERPT:
Headlights appear and we both turn our heads. The car
screeches to a stop inches away from our feet. The passenger window rolls down.
“Hurry up and get in,” Mom says. “Mrs. LaRue is watching your brothers. We have
to jet.” It’s the freaking Christmas voice.
She eyes Jesse. “Oh,” she says. “Who do we have here?”
Why me? “Mom, you know Jesse. Jesse Sanders. Remember?”
“Right.” Her hand flies to her mouth dramatically, like
she’s starring in her own private soap opera. She giggles. “Of course I do.”
I quickly get in. “We should go. Right, Mom?”
She giggles again. I roll my eyes as I close the window.
Jesse smiles sympathetically.
Mom guns it and I fall back against my seat. “How was
rehearsal, sweetie?” She swivels her head to look at me.
Right then, I know we are headed for trouble. “Mom! Mom,
look out!”
There’s a tremendous thud as she drives onto the turnaround
island in the middle of the driveway. The car bucks and lurches sideways. My
head whips back against the seat rest.
“Jesus, Mom! You just drove on the island!”
She giggles in response. “Now, Indy, you know I don’t see
well at night.”
“Mom, hey! Slow down!”
She doesn’t break speed as the car crashes down off the
island. She pulls a Hollywood stop on her way
out of the driveway, narrowly missing an oncoming car. The driver leans on his
horn but she doesn’t even seem to notice.
“Are you hungry?” she asks. “Cuz I’m hungry.”
I stare at her like the four-wheeling lunatic I now know her
to be.
And Jesse saw the whole thing.
Perfect.
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Grier Cooper
(also known as the writer in a dancer's body) is a California based writer, photographer, and
dancer. She received her professional training from the School of American Ballet
and performed worldwide with the San Francisco Ballet, Miami City Ballet, and
Pacific Northwest Ballet. Today she lives in a seaside hamlet with her husband,
daughter and Coco Chanel (a black standard poodle). She draws on over thirty years
of experience as a dancer, teacher and performer to create stories and art to
inspire others.
AUTHOR LINKS:
Website: http://www.griercooper.com
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Thanks for hosting!
RispondiEliminaGood morning and thanks for hosting WISH!
RispondiEliminaI liked the excerpt.
RispondiEliminaSort of sad excerpt. Poor girl.
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