Sometimes
the only road to the truth...is one you’ve never taken.
Until I found Gideon’s journal in the tool shed—locked
in the cedar box where I’d once hidden my old diary—I’d been led to believe my
brother was dead. But the contents of his journal changed all that.
The Road to Discovery...
Two years ago, Aurora Gray’s world turned upside down when her big
brother Gideon and his best friend Jeremy disappeared. Now, during the summer
of her 18th birthday, she unexpectedly finds her brother’s journal and sees
that it’s been written in again. Recently. By him.
The Road
to Danger...
There are secret messages coded within the journal’s pages. Aurora, who’s
unusually perceptive and a natural puzzle solver, is hell bent on following
where they lead, no matter what the cost. She confides in the only person she feels
can help her interpret the clues: Donovan McCafferty, Jeremy’s older brother
and a guy she’s always been drawn to—even against her better judgment.
The Road
to You...
Reluctantly,
Donovan agrees to go with her and, together, they set out on a road trip of
discovery and danger, hoping to find their lost brothers and the answers to
questions they’ve never dared to ask aloud.
In that expectant space between silence and melody,
our trip began...
Excerpt:
I could count on one hand the things I knew were true about
Donovan McCafferty:
He was twenty-three—just over five years older than I was.
He’d escaped into the Army at age eighteen and, except for a
few quick but memorable visits, hadn’t returned to Minnesota until this past
winter.
He had an excellent mechanical mind.
And he made me very nervous.
Underneath my skin, every nerve fiber was fast twitching.
Just thinking about Donovan always did that to me...
It was 7:05 p.m. by the time I got to the auto-body shop
where he worked. They closed at seven, but the light in the back was on and I
knew he was in there. Not because I’d caught even one glimpse of Mr. Tall, Dark
and Intense yet, but because the only other car in the lot was a crimson Trans
Am with the giant Firebird decal in black and gold across the hood. His, of
course.
I pushed open my car door, grabbed my tote bag with Gideon’s
journal tucked safely inside and inhaled several lungfuls of the cloying summer
air.
I didn’t make it more than five steps before Donovan came
out. A solid, broad-shouldered, six-foot-two mass of frequently impenetrable
emotions. Not impenetrable enough this time, though.
Even at a distance of half a parking lot, I detected two
powerful sensations that crashed, one after the other, into my awareness:
One, he was hugely curious about why I was here.
And, two, he very much wished I hadn’t been.
He walked up to me and cleared his throat. “Car trouble,
Aurora?” He glanced at my hand-me-down Buick, which had done nothing but purr
contentedly during my drives around town. Donovan was the type to have noticed
this, so I could tell he knew it wasn’t the car.
I shook my head. “I need to show you something,” I told him.
“Privately.”
A small flash of amusement quirked one corner of his mouth upward.
I was surprised he allowed me to read this, especially since he knew I could.
Surprised he was letting me see that one of his possible explanations for my
presence was flirtatious in origin—even as he immediately dismissed the idea.
I rolled my eyes. “It’s not like that.”
He pressed his lips together, but the amusement still
simmered just beneath the surface. “Too bad. ‘We’re both young and inconspicuous,’”
he said, parroting the hideously embarrassing words I’d said to him two years
ago at our brothers’ secret high-school graduation party..
I fought a blush. “We’re not that young,” I told him, trying to stand straighter and look older.
“And we’re not inconspicuous here.”
“Ain’t that the truth.” He turned and motioned for me to
follow him inside. Led me into the back office and ushered me in. “You want me
to close this door, too? Snap the blinds shut?”
He was mocking me, but there was a layer of concern beneath
it. He knew something serious was up. In a town of 2,485 people, where you’d
run into the majority of the residents a handful of times each week, I’d spoken
with Donovan McCafferty in private exactly six times in the past five years.
Here’s to lucky
number seven.
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Author Bio:
Marilyn Brant is a USA
Today bestselling
author of contemporary fiction. She wrote the new adult/humorous paranormal
novel ACCORDING TO JANE (2009), the women’s fiction relationship drama FRIDAY
MORNINGS AT NINE (2010), and the romantic travel adventure A SUMMER IN EUROPE
(2011), all published by Kensington Books. She's also a #1 Kindle and #1 Nook
bestseller and has written a series of fun and flirty romantic comedies, including
ON ANY GIVEN SUNDAE (2011) and PRIDE, PREJUDICE AND THE PERFECT MATCH (2013).
Her coming-of-age romantic mystery, THE ROAD TO YOU, will be available in
October 2013.
Marilyn is a lifelong music lover and a travel junkie. She’s
visited 46 states and over 30 countries (so far—she's not done yet!), but she
now lives in the Chicago suburbs with her family. When she isn't rereading Jane
Austen's books or enjoying the latest releases by her writer friends, she's
working on her next novel, eating chocolate indiscriminately and hiding from
the laundry.
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-One signed trade paperback copy of On Any Given Sundae
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