Survivor Song: A Novel by Paul Tremblay

Author:Paul Tremblay [Tremblay, Paul]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror, Thriller
ISBN: 9780062679161
Google: Pn55ygEACAAJ
Amazon: B07YSLZFBY
Goodreads: 52581895
Publisher: William Morrow
Published: 2020-07-07T05:00:00+00:00

Nats

Psst, hey, kid. I tried calling 911 like Auntie Rams said, but it’s not picking up. Same for Dr. Awolesi’s phone. I sent her a text, and I think it went through but she hasn’t answered back, which is a problem because we need a new ride. There’s heavy shit going down out there. I can’t really turn around in my seat to see without less-than-mildly excruciating pain. Oh don’t worry, it’s not you, it’s me.

I hear Rams talking to two boys. Can you hear them?

Sorry, I don’t know why I’m whispering. Feels like the thing to do. Hey, life lesson: if it feels like the thing to do, then do it. Trust your gut. A cliché adults say all the time. Okay, we don’t say it all the time, but we say it a lot. I mean, we’re not walking into Dunks, buying coffee, and randomly saying to the guy with a cruller, Hey, trust yer gut, like it’s the secret adult password. You know what, it might as well be the password. Not enough adults tell kids to trust themselves, trust their wee guts. My parents never said it. They only told me what not to do and what to do. Mostly the first thing. No teacher ever told me to trust your gut either. Which is stupid. No one needs to hear it more than kids do. Instead you’re told the opposite. I don’t have to tell you, right? So many of them make you do stuff you don’t want to do because of convenience or laziness or they want to take advantage of you. They’ll say you don’t know better, you don’t know what you’re doing, you don’t know who you are yet. That’s a big one. And it’s such bullshit. So, listen, only you know you, and if something doesn’t feel right and you can’t explain why, who cares. Trust your gut. Team Guts. Gut trust, all the way. You’re in my gut right now, so it’s like you are already telling you to trust your gut. You are your own gut. It’s like the Inception of gut here. Okay, I’ll stop saying “gut.”

Whoa, did you hear that? Something just banged off the back of the ambulance. Shit . . . .

I wish I could see. No one is yelling or screaming? That’s good, right? Hold on.

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