BLURB:
Julie is a woman on the edge. The strain of raising a handicapped child and the pressures a small town rumor mill creates have taken their toll.
All her life she has been ridiculed or, even worse, ignored.
But that stops today.
EXCERPT:
Julie Morton had been wounded on the battlefield. Her
reputation was gone. Shot out from beneath her. Most in the hill town of East Madison thought she
was “absolute crazies.” She was certain that’s how the kids spoke these days.
“Bonkers” and “crazies” and “nutzoid.”
That wasn’t always so, though. She
wasn’t always fruit looped. She was once a teacher at the high school. Seventh
and eighth grade English. (The junior high was connected to the high school by
a large gymnasium that kind of bubbled up between them like a red brick tumor.)
She had taught English for a good ten years before she was kicked to the curb.
And before that, she had grown up here. She never thought to leave. Well, maybe
once or twice, but that was hardly grounds for wanderlust.
It wasn’t until recently that she
started to crack from the pressure of the rumors and the daily torments from
the townsfolk. Her hair was turning white for it, and that did nothing to
alleviate the jokes. And too, there was the difficulty of raising a handicapped
– sorry…a differently-abled daughter, all by herself. Well, kind of by herself.
Principal Noyle was always there monetarily, he being Betty Morton’s dad.
Aimee Jean, Betty Morton’s only
friend, rode her bike to the Mortons every day that summer. The summer of the
Fall. She had kept in touch with Betty through Julie while she was away at
college. Because of her paralysis, Betty didn’t say a thing, but she could make
herself understood just fine. There was a mean streak in that girl that smelled
like rubber on asphalt. Betty became bitter early on in life. In fact, that was
her nickname in school: Bitter Betty. She had been a very pretty young girl.
It’s amazing what one wrong move on a monkey bar can do to you.
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I keep looking at this book - then putting off getting it because I know it's not going to be an easy read. The premise says to me 'box of tissues' read. But with an opening chapter like that (and lets face it, everyone knows I love your writing) I think I'm going to have to get it soon and face it like a (wo)man. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteLet me know what you think. I think the ending may surprise you.
DeleteOkay, deal - and tease!
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