Today, I'm sharing an excerpt of Swift with you guys and let me tell you it sounds like I need to read this book, asap! I mean any book that says "It was too hard to concentrate with him standing so close to me", sounds like a winner, to me!
Read the excerpt, and tell me what you think?
Meredith Martin is being hunted by evil, for something she is destined to become, but knows nothing about.
After graduating from high school, Meredith is ready to leave the place that has been a constant reminder of what happened to her as a child. She was just eight years old when her family died in a mysterious car accident, taking the secret of her destiny with them. It’s not until a new family moves to town that she realizes leaving may not be as easy as she once thought.
Meredith feels an instant connection towards the Harpers, especially the good-looking, mysterious Blake and his overly friendly sister, Abby. After a series of bizarre events that happen too often to be coincidence, Meredith begins to realize that she is at the center of something larger than herself—possibly the same thing that killed her parents and twin sister many years ago. Nightmarish visions and resurfacing memories push Meredith closer to Blake, leading her to discover her destiny and other buried secrets.
As Meredith tries to understand her new world, she will be put to the ultimate test, and her strength and courage will be challenged more than she ever imagined.
It was difficult not to stare at him as he was filling the application out on the counter, so I tried to keep myself busy. I did some filing and left the desk to gather books from the front drop box, stealing a glance at him whenever I could.
“All done,” he said as I returned back to the desk.
I smiled timidly as I looked over the application, pretending to make sure all the pertinent information was filled out. In reality, he could have written that his name was Abraham Lincoln and he lived at the North Pole, and I wouldn’t have noticed. It was too hard to concentrate with him standing so close to me. Something between us had changed since yesterday, but I wasn’t sure what it was.
“So, why Marblehead?” I blurted out to dull the pain of the silence as I entered his information into the computer. “I mean, I’m sure there are lots of places with old, historic homes in need of remodeling.”
“My family felt like this was the perfect place … You could say that it felt like home the moment we arrived,” he said, seeming as though he’d had to come to a decision about saying those last words.
I turned from the computer to hand him his card, sad that I had not drawn out the process a little longer.
“Thank you for the book and for the card,” he said, his lips breaking into a gentle smile.