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Flick
by Keira
Des Anges
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BLURB:
Leanna Matthews enjoys flying below the radar. She does well in
school, has a few close friends and hides the fact she’s an astral-traveling
telekinetic. But there’s no escaping her creepy dreams or Simora, the bizarre
little spirit lady, that suddenly pops out of nowhere to warn her against
keeping secrets and predicts an encounter with a sinister evil. For the first
time in forever someone…or something…is on to her.
But
life turns around when Leanna meets Piper one sunny afternoon. She’s
inexplicably drawn to him, almost as if she’s been waiting for him to come.
Forbidden to have a boyfriend Leanna throws caution to the wind, lying to her
family and friends to be with him, while ignoring Simora’s ominous message.
Yet
Piper has a secret of his own. He is on a mission and Leanna, unwittingly, is
the key.
EXCERPT 3
One of the
fringe benefits of astral traveling is never using doors, and when Leanna
walked straight through the wall into the brightly lit hallway, the hustle and
bustle of the day seemed all but forgotten.
Various medical personnel marched determinedly to their destinations and
Leanna quickly dodged a team of doctors rushing down the corridor and the
hysterical woman behind them. She moved
out of habit really; even if they bumped her they’d simply melt right through.
She stopped
by the nearest nursing station hoping to hear news on her aunt. But to her disappointment, the staff proved
useless. They were more interested in
Nurse Johnson’s fling with the new anesthesiologist than discussing their
charges. Her mother was a medical
professional; Leanna knew nurses were an integral part of the medical team. But these guys were worse than an episode of
Grey’s Anatomy! Eventually bored of
their gossip, Leanna made her way to the opposite end of the floor.
“Hey,
Leanna!” Her name rang out clearly as
she passed by the waiting room door.
“Over here!” said the voice.
Startled,
Leanna turned around to peek inside.
Three people sat in the small, blue waiting area. Two women whispered animatedly to one another
and a stoic looking man held a magazine, although his eyes seldom moved across
the page. They didn't see her, so Leanna
wondered who just called.
Then she saw
her.
A little
Indian woman, no more than four feet in stature sat in a green and purple,
wing-backed armchair in the middle of the room grinning and waving madly at
her. She looked no more than thirty
years old and was dressed in shimmering gold from head-to-toe with a sheer,
golden scarf draped over her bright, oval face and jet-black hair.
Tiny glittery
shoes peeked out from beneath the frock and sparkled as brightly as Dorothy’s
red slippers in the Wizard of Oz. Leanna
thought she even resembled a munchkin, in a cute sort of way. Like Auntie, she seemed more real than anyone
else in the room and her smile grew larger as Leanna approached
cautiously.
“Don’t worry
sweetheart, I don’t bite,” she said. The
little lady patted a second green chair embossed with bright purple and orange
polka dots, which mysteriously sprang out of nowhere, and Leanna sat down.
“I’ve been
waiting for you,” she beamed, greeting Leanna like a long-lost friend and
clapping her hands excitedly. “I’m so
glad you finally came!”
“Waiting for
me? Why? Who are you?” Leanna asked, not
quite sure she should be talking to her in the first place.
“Oh my! You don’t know me do you?” she giggled
childishly. “I’ve been with you so long
I sometimes forget you don’t remember.”
“Remember?”
Leanna asked now thoroughly confused.
“I’m sorry, what are you talking about?
We’ve never met before,” she said apologetically.
“Oh Leanna,
trust when I say I have been with you all of your earthly life, before and
beyond,” the lady corrected. “Until now
you haven’t seen me because it wasn’t time.
But I have been with you as promised and kept watch over you. Which, I might add, has been quite a task
considering your little adventures,” she said smiling again, taking some of the
sting from her words.
Leanna
frowned, studying the peculiar, little lady in the shiny clothes. She didn’t know why or how, but she did look
vaguely familiar, like she might’ve seen her around; possibly in a dream. Somehow, Leanna sensed there was more to the story
than that.
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
By day, Keira
des Anges has the distinct pleasure of assisting teenagers with disabilities
find employment, empowering one life at a time. By night, she is a chew toy for
her dog and cat and avid reader of anything spooky, magical and totally out of
this world. She lives in sunny Florida
with her husband and two kids.
Twitter: @KeiradesAnges
Facebook: www.facebook.com/KeiraDesAnges
Website: www.keiradesanges.com
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