Tainted Energy
by Lynn Vroman
Release Date: 2014
Summary from Goodreads:
For seventeen-year-old Lena,
living in the trailer park with the rest of town’s throwaways isn’t exactly
paradise. Dealing with a drunken father who can't keep his fists to himself
doesn’t help matters either. The only good thing in her life, other than track,
is the mysterious man who visits her dreams, promising to find her.
When a chair burns her arms, Lena chalks it up to stress-induced crazy. Yet as bizarre incidents escalate, even being crazy can’t explain it all away… until one day dream guy does find her.
Tarek lost Lena seventeen years ago after she was accused of treason and marked Tainted. He finally discovers her reborn on Earth into a life of suffering as punishment for her crime.
However, someone else has already
found her… and wants her dead. Willing to sacrifice everything, he fights to
keep her safe so she can live the only life she’s ever known—even if that life
doesn’t include him.
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. I finished first and went to get a paper towel. My
chair sliding against the tan linoleum didn't interrupt Tarek's breakfast, his
head still bent and focused on his eggs. As I wiped my face and sat down, I
studied his hands, huge and littered with tiny white scars. The tears hiding
behind my eyelids surprised me. I mean, I had only known the guy for like less
than three days.
But I had no idea how he got
all those scars. I'd bet the old Lena knew. His Lena.
Jealousy ripped through my
core, stabbing my heart as realization hit like a sledgehammer. He wasn't here
for me. As much as I wanted to tell him about his role in my dreams, I
couldn't. I didn't want him to get excited or happy–because that would only
make him want her more. It would make
him think she still existed. The Lena
he knew…the Lena I wasn't.
"I'm not her, you
know." The words escaped before I could clamp my mouth shut.
He stopped eating. After a
slow swallow, he put down his fork without looking up. "I know."
I swiped at a renegade tear.
Why the hell was I crying? "I
don't think you do."
Another swallow bobbed his
throat. His silence screamed at me, declaring what I knew to be true.
Anger from somewhere deep
and hidden seethed at the surface. "Can I ask you something?"
He nodded, still looking
down. "Anything."
"If she was so great,
why did I end up here?"
His head popped up at the
question, those gray eyes drilling right into mine. "What do you
mean?"
"It sounds like she was
a criminal, or at the very least, an asshole."
His eyes turned to stone.
"She wasn't."
I held up my hands, shaking
my head. "Hey, don't get pissed at me. I'm just stating the obvious."
He stared for what had to be
five long, uncomfortable minutes before his face softened. After tapping his
fingers on the table, looking a bit lost, he knelt in front of me. Another
stray tear escaped, and his callused thumb brushed it away.
He sighed. "I know
you're not her, but…I also know who you are," one of those scarred hands
touched my chest, right over my heart, "in here."
(author interview:)
About the Author
Born in Pennsylvania, Lynn spent most of her
childhood, especially during math class, daydreaming. Today, she spends an
obscene amount of time in her head, only now she writes down all the cool
stuff.
With a degree in English Literature, Lynn used
college as an excuse to read for four years straight. She lives in the Pocono
Mountains with her husband, raising the four most incredible human beings on
the planet. She writes young adult novels, both fantasy and contemporary.
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