Saturday, August 25, 2012

Here is the cover reveal and sneak peek at Shelly Crane's newest novel coming out in early 2012!!

           A girl.
                             Alife she can't remember.
          WhenEmma Walker wakes up in the hospital with no knowledge of how she got there,she learns that she's been in a coma for six months. Strangers show up andclaim to be her parents, but she can't remember them. She can't rememberanyone. Not her friends, not even her boyfriend. Even though she can'tremember, everyone wants her to just pick up where she left off, but what shelearns about the 'old her' makes her start to wish she'd never woken up. Herboyfriend breaks up with the new girl he's dating to be with her, her parentswant her to start planning for college, her friends want their leader back, andher physical therapist with the hazel eyes keeps his distance to save hisposition at the hospital.
          Willshe ever feel like she recognizes the girl in the mirror?
                                                                        Expected Publication : Early 2013


                Someone wasspeaking. No, he was yelling. Itsounded angry, but my body refused to cooperate with my commands to open myeyes and be nosy. I tried to move my arms and again, there was no help from mylimbs. It didn't strike me as odd until then.
          I heard, "All I'm saying is thatyou need to be on time from now on." Then a slammed door startled me. Ifelt my lungs suck in breath that burned and hissed unlike anything I'd everfelt before. It was as if my lungs no longer performed that function and wereprotesting.
          Then I heard a noise, a gaspy sound,and my cheek was touched by warm fingers. "Emma?" I tried to pry myeyes and felt the glue that seemed to hold them hostage begin to let go."Emma?"
          Who was Emma? I felt the first sliverof light and tried to lift my arm to shield myself, but it wouldn't budge.Whoever was in the room with me must've seen me squint, because the light wasdoused almost immediately to a soft glow. My eyelids fluttered withoutstrength. I tried to focus on the boy before me. Or maybe he was a man. He wassomewhere in between. I didn't know who he was, but he seemed shocked that Iwas looking up at him.
          "Emma, just hold on. I'm yourphysical therapist and you're in the hospital. Your…" he looked backtoward the door, "parents aren't here right now, but we'll call them.Don't worry."
          I looked quizzically at him. What washe was going on and on about? That was when I saw the tubes on my chestconnecting my face to the monitors. The beeping felt like a knife through mybrain. I looked at the stranger's hazel eyes and pleaded with him to explain.
          He licked his lips and said softly, "Emma,you were in an accident. You've been in a coma. They weren't sure if…you'd wakeup or not."
          Of everything he just said, the onlything I could think was, 'Who's Emma?'


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