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Rewrite Redemption

 by J.H. Walker
Publication date: January 25th 2013
Genres: Science Fiction, Time-Travel, Young Adult

She’s sixteen. He’s seventeen. They don’t know each other…at least not yet.

She has a secret and her whole life revolves around keeping it. Every few months and with little warning, she simply disappears, pulled into the past for hours or even days. She’s terrified it will happen in front of someone, changing her life forever. So far, the only witnesses have been her parents, and that didn’t end well. She has no control over it and no idea why it happens to her.

She wants answers.

He has answers—at least he understands what’s going on. He has a secret, too. He’s part of an organization that goes back in time to rewrite reality. But he also has a problem. He broke the organization’s number-one rule by altering his own timeline. As punishment, he’s been blocked from time travel, which is most unfortunate. Because the changes he made to his timeline, accidentally resulted in disaster for his family. A disaster he’s now prevented from repairing. No one can travel beneath the organization’s radar except a Shadow. But they’re rare, so rare he’s never even met one.

Then he moves to her town.

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I felt the tingle and rolled over, thinking I was dreaming. I felt it again, and I tried to shake it off, but it clung as tight as the sheet that wrapped around me in my narrow bunk. It didn’t go away. It got stronger. Suddenly, realization slammed into me, and I jerked, banging my elbow against the wall.

That woke me up. It woke me up fast.

Oh no…no, no, no…

I shot up, frantic, clutching air, grasping for my survival pack. All I got was a bed sheet. I shoved the mop of hair out of my face and crawled up on my knees, trying desperately to untangle my legs from the blankets. I struggled to make sense of the moment. But it was dark, and I was groggy and confused.

The tingle got stronger.

WTF?

No!

Adrenaline sent needle pricks down my torso, jerking me into action. I crashed out of my bunk, launching for shoes, grabbing everything in reach. I called out for Lex and Ipod. But before they could answer…

I was gone.

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It was a harsh awakening.

Pain hit first as I fought for consciousness. Panic followed, and I struggled to see in the glaring, noonday sun. I scrambled up, pain screeching through my head, stuff falling out of my arms, looking around frantically from between my fingers.

No one in sight.

My stupid hair was in my eyes and all crazy and tangled around me. I shoved what I could behind my shoulders and felt my head—a lump the size of a walnut made me wince. I searched for blood, but luckily my fingers came back dry. I wondered if I’d been out long. I sucked in a breath and blew it out slowly, trying to slow the pounding in my chest. But the throbbing in my head held my heart hostage, and it whacked against my chest like it was trying to escape.

I’m okay, I’m okay, I lied to myself—because I was freakin not okay.

One minute I was sleeping. The next I was panicking. And the next I was somewhere else entirely…to say nothing of sometime else.

Anger flooded my brain, pushing every cell in my body into a pulsing crescendo. It hurt so bad! I wanted to break something. I wanted to scream. I wanted to punch Fate, or God, or whoever was pulling the strings and screwing with me like this.

But there was nothing to break and no one around to blame for yanking me out of bed and tossing me out the window of my own reality.

 

 

 

 

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J.H. grew up in Central America. She now lives in the foothills of the Colorado Rockies with her photographer husband and many, many books. In addition to her never-ending study of human behavior, she’s a political junkie and a certified tree hugger. Rewrite Redemption is her debut novel.

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