Teaser Tuesday is a weekly bookish meme hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along, just do as following:
·Grab your current read
·Open to a random page
·Share two (2) "teaser" sentences from somewhere on that page
·Be careful not to include any spoilers so as not to ruin the book for others.
·Make sure to share the title and the author so other TT participants can add the book to their TBR piles.
Pretty Girl -13
by: Liz Coley
Genre: Mystery - Crime
Publication Date: March 19, 2013
Reminiscent of the Elizabeth Smart case, Pretty Girl-13 is a disturbing and powerful psychological mystery about a girl who must piece together the story of her kidnapping and captivity.
Angie Chapman was thirteen years old when she ventured into the woods alone on a Girl Scouts camping trip. Now she's returned home…only to find that it's three years later and she's sixteen-or at least that's what everyone tells her.
What happened to the past three years of her life?
Angie doesn't know.
But there are people who do—people who could tell Angie
every detail of her forgotten time, if only they weren't locked inside her mind. With a tremendous amount of courage, Angie embarks on a journey to discover the fragments of her personality, otherwise known as her "alters." As she unearths more and more about her past, she discovers a terrifying secret and must decide: When you remember things you wish you could forget, do you destroy the parts of yourself that are responsible?
Liz Coley's alarming and fascinating psychological mystery is a disturbing-and ultimately empowering-page-turner about accepting our whole selves, and the healing power of courage, hope, and love.
My Teaser:
The little girl raised her face to the sun. The wind lifted a strand of golden hair and blew it across her lips. With soft fingertips, Angie brushed it away and felt the brush across her own lips. It was her own hair, and the little girl was her and she was the little girl and they were apart and they were together, standing in the rays of the morning sun, hearing the meadow birds singing, touching the dew on the railing with ten fingers, not twenty.
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