Title: Face the Music
by: Andrea K. Robbins
Publication Date: 6/14/2012
Age Group: New Adult
After losing her mother in a tragic accident, Allison Banks takes on the sole responsibility of caring for her little sister, her young niece, and her disabled grandmother. When her long-term boyfriend walks out, offering little in the way of explanation, Allison is left totally confused and utterly heartbroken. To cope, the 24-year-old closes herself off to any serious relationships and dives into her work as a graduate student.
Needing the extra income, Allison takes a job for the hot, new, reality TV show, Superstardom. Captivated by the competition’s front-runner, the mysterious and sexy singer, Chris Knots, Allison dismisses her attraction as nothing more than a silly, school-girl crush. But, when the hunky performer reveals an interest of his own, Allison must work through her reservations and decide if there’s room in her life for something more.
Born and raised in eastern Missouri, Andrea K. Robbins is a graduate of the University of Missouri-Columbia and Idaho State University and hold degrees in Human Nutrition, Biological Sciences, and Secondary Education. She currently resides in southern Idaho with her husband and two young daughters and enjoys teaching Jr. and High School science and health classes at a local school district. Robbins is also working toward her Masters degree in Science Education through Montana State University. When not working, she can be found spending time with her family or getting lost in a sappy love story.
I stared into the black night and fell to my knees as the tears began to flow. My mind,
rapidly closing to all emotion except grief, was blind to any outside stimuli. I heard no sounds,
saw only the darkness that lie ahead, felt only the pain. Sitting on the cold stone floor, I hugged
my knees to my chest and sobbed.
In that state, time ceased to exist.
At some point, though I have no idea how much time had passed, I opened my eyes and saw
Emily kneeling beside me.
“Hey,” she whispered again and again, shaking my shoulders.
I forced myself to focus on her face.
I heard her words, but was unable to make any sense out of them. It was like all synapses
had stopped firing. Nothing was getting in or out. I closed my eyes and shook my head, and she
sat with me, holding me to her chest and rocking back and forth.
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