TIED by Laney McMann

TIED by Laney McMann

Author:Laney McMann [McMann, Laney]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jagged Lane Books
Published: 2016-09-30T23:00:00+00:00


I waited for Benny the next morning, standing alone in my driveway, the dense, warm air causing my hair to stick to my neck.

With all the madness happening in my life in the last few days, the opening of the Spring Show had almost slipped my mind. Ms. Trudy’s adaptation of Tchaikovsky’s famous ballet, Sleeping Beauty, was somehow only hours away. I had no idea where all the days went.

Since the grueling enlightenment with Benny and Max the night before, and the confrontation with my mom—which went nowhere—I was amazed my head was still on straight, so forgetting that today was the opening of the show shouldn’t have surprised me. I figured shock was keeping me in one piece. Either that, or Max was. Sleeping next to him on the hard wood floor was probably the best night’s sleep I’d had in six years. I couldn’t stop the smile tugging at my mouth.

Benny’s blue convertible stalked like a cat into my driveway and erased my grin. With an annoyed sigh, I slumped and climbed into the passenger’s seat in silence.

“Lay, can we just get through the last few days of school?” She glanced over.

I remained silent, refusing to talk to her as I chucked my dance bag into the backseat, narrowly missing her head.

She eyed me and backed away from the house.

Between my mom refusing to be honest with me, and not being allowed to leave the house—because I was now being ‘hunted’ apparently—which in itself was beyond crazy, and being chauffeured around by Benny, my anger was climbing toward consumption again. Crazy thoughts went through my mind. What did she really look like? What was her world like? Did she regret all the years she’d been stuck with me? She could have been ancient for all I knew.

I caught her form from my periphery, not moving my head. A Fae? As in faerie . . . what the hell? She looked normal to me. But she said she was a shape-shifter. My mouth went dry, and I changed my focus to the trees racing by outside the window and scooted closer to the car door.

“Come on, Lay, you can’t block me out forever.”

“I can’t?” Whoever you are.

“You can talk to me. Ask me questions. Whatever you need to do.”

I needed to ignore her.

She groaned, and we continued the drive toward school in silence.



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