Reylynn Purdue
Without You
Releasing:
January 29th, 2015
About Without You:
Roxanne
Daniels was supposed to be spending her summer getting ready to head off to
Julliard. That was the plan. But that was before- Before she found her mother’s
lifeless body- Before she walked in on her boyfriend in bed with someone else.
Before she knew what heart shattering pain felt like.
Now all she wants is for the pain to go away. But it never does.
Until him. A complete stranger who could end up being much more.
But letting go and moving on is easier said than done.
Now all she wants is for the pain to go away. But it never does.
Until him. A complete stranger who could end up being much more.
But letting go and moving on is easier said than done.
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on 1/29
About Reylynn Purdue
Born and raised in California, Reylynn
Purdue lives with her loving husband and three beautiful kids. A lover of
books, she reads like crazy. She has also always enjoyed writing, but one day,
she decided to take it to the next level. She started writing her debut novel
in 2013. To say she had no clue what she was doing is an understatement. As of
today, she still has no clue what she is doing when it comes to publishing a
book, but she is learning as she goes. She loves her story and hopes you will
as well. She also finds talking about herself in third person to be very
strange, and she kind of hates it.
To find out more about Reylynn, just ask.
Excerpt :
I blinked my
eyes as I looked up at the ceiling. Music from downstairs came into my room and
woke me up. I looked at my alarm clock. It was twenty after six. I rolled onto
my side and opened my nightstand drawer. I retrieved the orange medication
bottle and sat up. I dumped out the contents into a small pile on my pastel
pink comforter.
One, two,
three, four, five, six…
I counted the
white pills as I put them back into the bottle.
Seven, eight,
nine, ten…
I wondered if I
belonged at one of those meetings for people with addiction problems.
I imagined
myself standing in front of a room of strangers.
“Hi, I’m
Roxanne, and I…”
I…what?
“And I’m a…”
The room I was
standing in suddenly got a lot smaller. As I looked out at all the faces
staring back at me, my stomach twisted. Those weren’t the faces of complete
strangers. Every face now belonged to my mom.
The word addict
stuck in my throat, choking me.
But I wasn’t an
addict. I could stop at any time.
I beheld my
mom’s face. Her beautiful blue eyes that had once
shined with
pride for me were now full of disappointment. I hated seeing her looking
at me like
that.
“You know me. I
didn’t used to be this way. I have a good reason for using your pills. I need
them. It’s the only thing that eases the pain.” I was begging for her to
understand.
But her
expression of disappointment stayed with me, even as each one of her
disappeared.
The sound of a
slamming door downstairs pulled me back to reality.
I glanced
around my room, feeling empty. I shook my head, trying to forget the image
of my mom’s
face.
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