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Dead Dreams
by Emma Right
Eighteen-year-old Brie O’Mara has so much going for her: a loving family in the sidelines, an heiress for a roommate, and dreams that might just come true. Big dreams–of going to acting school, finishing college and making a name for herself. She is about to be the envy of everyone she knew. What more could she hope for? Except her dreams are about to lead her down the road to nightmares. Nightmares that could turn into a deadly reality.
Dead Dreams, Book 1, is a young adult psychological thriller and mystery.
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Age Group/Genre: Young Adult, Mystery/Thriller
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Chapter Two
Having deceased parents at such a young age
could have explained Sarah’s odd behavior. I sat up straight, and the hair at
the back of my neck prickled, without my knowing exactly why. “I’m sorry.” I
felt the blood draining from my face. Perhaps it was the thought of losing
one’s parents that shocked me.
“Oh, don’t be,” she said, almost flippantly.
“They’ve been dead awhile. They had me in their forties, and Dad died of
cancer. Lung cancer. Too much smoking. Ironic, isn’t it? Mom just wilted after
that and followed suit six months back.”
She didn’t seem in the least bit affected. “So,
who is it you’re running from?” “I just don’t want my brother to know where I
live.”
I could already see the problems that could
arise. My mom would, at this point, have waved a red flag and shouted, “There,
Brie. Bad brother. Bad blood. Do you want to be dragged into this? Who knows
what crimes the brother might have been involved in?”
Of course, Mom would have been right, but I am
my own person and I would like to think I could make sound decisions. Besides,
something about Sarah intrigued me. It wasn’t just her transparency with me, or
her globs of money, although I could see how it’d be fun to hang out with someone
with her bounty and who didn’t seem caught up.
“So what’s with your brother? He’s jealous of
your inheritance?” And what about troublesome cousins?
“Not inheritance.” She rolled her eyes as if
I’d made a ridiculous mistake and had said two plus two was five. “Trust fund.
The inheritance kicks in only when I turn twenty-one, which is in a few weeks,
and I keep a clean record—no arrests, no misdemeanors.
“Todd, my brother, receives his own funds. Same
deal as me. Grandpa was fair that way. Anyway, my dad was Grandpa Luke’s only
child from his first marriage. Both Todd and I get the inheritance from my
dad’s estate at the same time, after my twenty-first birthday.
Provided...”
She looked at me quizzically, almost sizing me
up.
I found myself gripping the edge of the coffee
table and leaned forward. “Provided?”
“Like I said, provided we never get into
trouble or make a nuisance of ourselves with the law. Grandpa was particular
that way. He saw too many rich kids become a pain to society. So, my brother and
I must show a clean slate. Prove we’re worthy of the inheritance.”
“I see.” I didn’t, really. Who did she have to
prove this to? How many others had rejected Sarah’s apartment-sharing
application based on her secrecy conditions and far-from-common background? But
still, she had the dough and I was desperate to seal the deal, especially since
two others who’d inquired about the apartment had sounded high, speaking with a
melodic tone indicative of their “happy” state, and a third had never called
back even after profusely promising to. I couldn’t afford a flaky roommate.
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Emma Right is a happy wife and homeschool mother of five living in the Pacific West Coast. Besides running a busy home, and looking after too many pets, she also enjoys reading aloud to her children and often has her nose in a book. Right was a copywriter for a major advertising agency during her B.C. years. B.C.meaning “Before Children,” which may as well have been in the B.C.era, as she always says. Please feel free to contact Emma. She’s always happy to hear from her readers. – See more at: http://www.emmaright.com/AbouttheAuthor.aspx#sthash.5wce88KN.dpuf
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