Thursday, July 31, 2014

Blog Tour- Gone by Anna Bloom Review and Excerpt








Title: Gone

Author: Anna Bloom

Genre: Mature YA (intended for readers ages 16 plus)

Publication: July 28th, 2014

To Buy Links: Amazon Kindle / BN


Rebecca Walters harbours a dark secret, and as the fifty-three bangles she wears on her wrists as a self-imposed sentence of guilt remind her, she can’t even begin to consider moving on. Not after what happened on that night six months ago… a night which she can’t remember and yet managed to change her life forever.



When Rebecca comes across Joshua Adams, man equally haunted by past tragedies, on a moonlit beach, both of their lives are destined to change forever, and when the girl made out of the sun meets the boy made out of the moon and sea, anything can happen… but will the knowledge of their murky pasts bring them together or drive them apart?



Will Rebecca finally be able to claim her freedom? Will she stay and fight to be the girl she found on the sandy beaches of Cornwall or is she destined to keep running and hiding from a past that won’t stay Gone? One thing’s for certain: either way, nothing will ever be the same again.



REVIEW

I might have mentioned before, but in case you don't know, Anna Bloom is my favorite NA author. I love the British humor. The flawed yet, likable characters. I am particularly fond of Bex's mouth and attitude. The chances of me and this author meeting are slim, but I would love, love, love to meet her. I have a feeling I would love her sense of humor. Her characters are full of life, bad things have happened to them. Good things are happening to them. And they screw up because of the bad things. They are normal, but I want to know every detail about them until they become special, like my own friends. And I am so vested in what happens to them, in their happiness, in their overcoming the obstacles keeping them apart. I want to know their secrets and their dreams. And I want to laugh and be happy with them.

Anna Bloom writes all of those things. Rebecca, Bex for short, is an amazing character. She's so resilient and resistant at the same time. I love her snarky wit. The way she owns her past and is actually really hard on herself about her actions, her past, how what she has done has affected those she loves and cares about. Bex is very protective of her little sister. And her family is important to her, despite the way she acts. I love that family is big in this book. Family is a big part of the story in GONE.

I became a fan of Joshua immediately as I read the story. He is artistic, sensitive, funny (I love British humor, sharp and dry) and persistent. He's also a guy. What I mean is that he surfs and jokes around with the guys, he's not always just being artistic. And, he's also dealing with his past that he can't seem to forgive himself for or let go of. 

The story isn't drama filled and didn't earn an eye roll at all. I enjoyed the banter between Bex and Joshua. I loved watching them both grow and move beyond who they were separately and become someone better together. I thought Joshua's self confidence with Bex was amusing. Bex did not. But I think that's why Bex and Joshua worked, they threw each other off their game, the pretense of being tough enough to be able to handle their pain on their own. 

But don't let me mislead you, it's not all about dealing with painful pasts and making amends. There is a great romance in the novel, it's actually the forefront of the novel, but it isn't about jumping into bed and steamy sex on the page. Move along if that's what you want. This is, once again, a story first, with fully realized characters and a well developed story, a romance. The sex is almost an afterthought, but important to the story.

I hope you love GONE as much as I did. 

EXCERPT

When the morning rays started to lighten the furthest corners of her attic room I snuck back out forcing myself not to look back at her. I came straight back to the studio where I have been staring at my new work of art ever since.

I am just working on spreading the lightest bronze tone I can blend into her hair when the door bangs downstairs. Cursing to myself I take my time to place my paint brush back onto my palette before heading down to open it. The deep knot in the pit of my stomach makes me know that I want it to be the girl made of the sun.

It’s not.

Faye is leaning against the door, her dark hair swinging in her eyes and a laugh turning her lips into a smile. “And here I was thinking you were going to ignore me the full two weeks.”

“I’m not ignoring you.”

“Yeah I know, can I come up?”

I want to say yes but at the same time I don’t want to show her the image of Bex. I feel like it will reveal far more of me than it does of the picture’s subject.

“Nah, I am all done. Shall we go for a surf?”

“Ah, there is my Joshy Woshy,”

“Fuck, Faye, how many times have I told you not to call me that?”

“At least a million.”

“So how many more times are you going to say it?”

“At least a million.”

I pull the door closed behind us and nudge my oldest friend hard out of the way so I can double lock the door.

“Have you eaten?” Faye is eyeing me up and down with her critical shit detector.

“Nope.”

“Slept?”

“Nope.”

“Washed?”

“Nope.”

“How delightful, quite frankly, Josh you stink.” She crinkles her nose and leans in a little closer to give me a small sniff.

Well don’t stand so damn close then.”

“I’m guessing Bex doesn’t mind if you stink.”

I start to grin. Goddam it I can’t stop. “Guess she doesn’t.”

“Joshy loves Bexy.”

“Do not.”

“You keep telling yourself that, loser.”

I nudge her hard in the ribs which makes her give an “Ouch.” In response. “You know,” she continues, “I was just about to tell you how nice it is to have my best mate Josh around again, but now you can stick it.”

Faye links her arm through mine and we turn around the back of the building to the small outdoor space where I park Daisy. It doesn’t take us long to unload the boards and walk our way down to the lane to the beach. The sun is so hot and intense I can feel it burning on the back of my neck as we negotiate the sands and head towards the rock by the sea. At first I think there is a holiday maker sat there on the rock, as still as a statue, but the gleam of red gives away the stranger’s identity and I feel my steps falter a little bit, my board wobbling unbalanced beneath my arm. I keep thinking of the words I wanted to say to her last night and how she wouldn’t let me say them and I don’t really know what to do with that.

“You alright, Joshy?” Faye crinkles her eyebrows a little as she watches me hesitate on the sand.

“Yeah, sure, whatever.”

My feet walk along the warm sand towards the rock, and I watch as Bex’s shoulders stiffen as she spies our shadows stretch out on the sand beneath her.

“Hey,” I greet. My hand automatically stretches out to graze my fingertips along the sun warmed skin of her shoulder. 

“Hey.” She doesn’t take her eyes off the surf so Faye leans forward and shoves her face right into Bex’s.

“Hey, Rebecca, fancy a swim with Josh and I?” Faye asks.

Almost in slow motion Bex turns her gaze on us and I feel my mouth drop open. It’s Bex alright but not the girl I wrapped my arms tight around all night. This is the Bex I first saw stomping on the beach and along the high street. The make-up is back, as are the boots and the attitude.

I know Faye is standing right next to us but it feels in an instant like she has faded away and it is just Bex and I. The entire rest of the universe has dissolved around us.

“That make-up is going to run.” I state.

“Pardon?” Bex looks me up and down, and the ambers instead of looking like warm honey I want to swim in, are rock hard and unflinching.

It makes me want to fight her. It makes me want to get right into her space and lay my hands flat on her skin. It makes me want to move my body until her skin is meshed with mine and I can own her lips and make her knees give way with the intensity of just how much I want to do everything to her. All of it, everything, now.

“I said your make up is going to run in the water,” I cast my eyes down at her boots. “I hope that they are waterproof.” I incline my head towards her inappropriate footwear and wait for her reaction.

Bex grinds her boot into the sand, her fingers gripping the rock. Her shoulders are high and I can see the rise and fall of her chest through the transparent gauze of her shirt.

“It would be unchivalrous for you to dump me in the sea again,” she states, her eyes not making contact with mine.

“Yes, and we know I am all about being gentlemanly.” I take a step toward her so my bare leg is pushed up against her thigh, then I lower myself down and kneel on the sand in front of her.  “Look at me.” I place one hand on her knee sliding it ever so slightly up the smooth curve of her leg.

She does not react she just stares over my shoulder, her eyes still intent on the waves.

“Look at me,” I say again.

Bex slowly shifts her gaze to mine and for a moment we are both rock still. The liquid amber is back and I can feel it seep into my being.

“What’s wrong?” My voice is lowering of its own accord.

“Nothing.”

“Liar.”

To this Bex just shrugs offhandedly. 

“Is this because of last night?”

“No.” But her eyes dart over my face quickly and now I know she is lying.

“Is it because I was gone this morning?”

“No.”

“Is it because I am here with Faye.”

“No.” More forceful this time.

“What is it then?” I settle back onto my heels and clasp my hands over my knees waiting for her to say something, anything.

Finally after an age she reaches a hand forward and slides one of my dreads back over my shoulder, her fingers lingering just momentarily. “It’s because you make me want to be someone I’m not.”

I allow the breath I have been holding to exhale out of my mouth. “I don’t want you to be anyone other than who you are.” And this is the truth. Secrets out, worst bits whispered into my ear, I still only want her to be herself.

Bex leans forward and slides a finger along my jaw. “You make me want to be the sort of girl who can stay in a town like this, but I know I’m not, and you know I’m not.”

I laugh a little, I don’t mean to, it just escapes before I can hold it in. “Why you being so serious, for God’s sake, Bex just stay and have a surf with us then we can go and grab some breakfast or something?”

At the word “Us” Bex’s eyes flick over to Faye who is hovering nearby pretending not to listen.

“Forgive me, Josh, but I don’t really want to spend the morning hanging with you and your ex-girlfriend.” Her words make Faye’s head spin around. “And, Josh, I don’t think we should see each other again for the next few days. It’s just, it’s just, making everything too, complicated.” With her words she is up off the rock and striding her way back to the car park. I watch her long legs the whole way willing myself to chase after her.

I want to chase after her, but her words are echoing in my head, “Complicated.” The irony is apparent to me at once. Bex, who has complicated my life and woken me up with her meddling, stomping attitude and fiery resistance thinks I have complicated her life too much. Instead of chasing my toes dip further into the sand.



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Monday, July 21, 2014

Kiss of Deception by Mary E. Pearson

Kiss of Deception (The Remnant Chronicles #1) 
by Mary E. Pearson
Publisher: Henry Holt BYR
Hardcover 489 pages
YA Fantasy
Reviewed e-ARC provided by publisher
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Goodreads:  In this timeless new trilogy about love and sacrifice, a princess must find her place in a reborn world.
In a society steeped in tradition, Princess Lia’s life follows a preordained course. As First Daughter, she is expected to have the revered gift of sight—but she doesn’t—and she knows her parents are perpetrating a sham when they arrange her marriage to secure an alliance with a neighboring kingdom—to a prince she has never met.
On the morning of her wedding, Lia flees to a distant village. She settles into a new life, hopeful when two mysterious and handsome strangers arrive—and unaware that one is the jilted prince and the other an assassin sent to kill her. Deception abounds, and Lia finds herself on the brink of unlocking perilous secrets—even as she finds herself falling in love.



REVIEW

So as always, I chose the book a long time ago and get approved to read it. I don't read the summary again so I am totally blind going in to read the book. Best way to do it. I was thrilled with Lia! She is a fabulous princess because she is so unlike a princess! She doesn't have the haughty airs of a royal at all and I'm pretty sure, from reading accounts of her previous adventures, she never had any. She is a born rebel! I thought she was a little reckless with her safety in the beginning but I believe it just came from growing up in a palace surrounded by people that constantly protected her. She wasn't aware of danger. It just didn't register with her like it did everyone else. Her enjoyment of her freedom is addictive. She finds the smallest things bringing her the greatest joy, things the townspeople ( and I) would take for granted- the colors of the shops, the smell of the air, the pleasure of a bath even in a cold stream. Her character just continues to grow throughout the story and I continued to love her. Oh, she could dish out the coldness when it needed to be. And toying with suspicions, metting out revenge, stoicism. I could go on. My admiration for Lia just continued to grow throughout the book and it ends on a very high note.

This story, what a crafty weaver of tales Ms. Pearson is! I was so hooked leading me along the merry path, thinking one thing, something I really didn't like. I actually discussed it with my husband told him how much I liked the book and all, except for this one thing.  And then bam! Hit me right between the eyes and I had to go back and reread. I had assumed some things that were absolutely not true. Next day had to explain to my husband again about the book and how I was enjoying it so much more because of the same thing I hadn't liked the day before I had been wrong about it. A sharper reader might not have gotten fooled. I am not the sharpest knife in the drawer these days. But God did I love being wrong!!!
(And my husband didn't fall asleep either night when I explained the book to him, miracles).

So here's what I think, there are a lot of "songs" in the beginnings of each chapter that refer to religious texts and tales from the gods. Not a lot is explained, it sort of slowly unfolds, but I wasn't completely clear. Lia does tell the tale about The Remnant so it is more or less explained but much is left to be told. That didn't bother me.  Just skipped right over what I didn't know. I concentrated on what I did know. Lia, the people she knew, the countries that were allied, the "barbarians" and the action. There is so much going on that you really shouldn't get hung up or even have time to think about what you don't know. There are so many delicious little hints about what might be and I kept waiting for some things to happen that never did, but I just know they are coming. The only thing I hate is that it will be another year before the next book comes out. As excited as I am about Lia and this book, I hope I can remember my enthusiasm by the time the next book rolls out a year from now.

Recommended for lovers of fantasy, young adult, romance, strong female characters and a lot of action. I think I was tired after reading everything that happened. There is some violence and some crude sexual references, but nothing terrible. No sex, no bad words and no nudity.

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Forgiven by Rachel Morgan

Forgiven (A Trouble Novella) by Rachel Morgan
Available Now
New Adult (without the explicit sex or major drama)
Amazon Digital Services 
E-book 76 pages
FREE on Kindle
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Goodreads:  Three hundred and six days ago, Julia ran away from home. Abandoning her family, friends, boyfriend, and university plans, she fled with no explanation. She can’t hide forever, though, and now it’s time to face the mess she left behind.







REVIEW

I know the first thing you're going to think, "I don't like novellas!" (some of you might not feel so strongly as the exclamation point, but you have let me know, not interested). But before you rush to judge, let me tell you why you should give this one a try. First it's a prequel to a new series by Rachel Morgan. I don't know if you remember me singing the praises of her Creepy Hollow series (The Faerie Guardian, The Faerie Prince,  The Faerie War) which started as monthly novellas and then turned into full length books. I LOVED that series. It was the perfect mix of adventure, disaster, faeries, unique magic, and romance. Rachel's voice is easy to connect with and I find myself easily slipping into the character's mind as soon as I start to read.

Second reason to give it a try, new setting, at least for me- South Africa! I haven't read any books set there. I got a small sense of what it was like to live there. Some of the settings and expectations. It was a very different setting for me. And at first I was thinking Florida. So hope I didn't ruin that for you, but it isn't completely central to the plot of the story. I don't think it's a spoiler or I wouldn't mention it. 

Third, this is a complete story packed into these pages. Rachel doesn't drag out the drama unnecessarily. She relieves us quickly of our questions and honestly, my mind did not go to where the answers were until the very end. The story is resolved and no, I don't think it happened too fast. I think once the beans were spilled, the rest just fell into place. Julia has had almost a year to process what has happened between what happened and the days she has to confront the thing that made her run. She is not a child of ten, she is almost an adult.
Her coming back to celebrate her parents' anniversary I think is just an excuse. Okay, I'll stop psychoanalyzing. 

I really enjoyed the character of Julia and her relationships with her sisters. I loved that she was  so connected to them, despite having left them so abruptly. Her parents were very much a part of her life and she had great friends. Even her boyfriend was likable, lovable. Not one that you would run away from without a very good reason. Even though they are no longer together, they are still able to speak amicably to each other which speaks volumes for the type of guy he is considering how Julia left without even a goodbye.

So, there are my reasons for reading this novella. It has some adult content, violence of a sexual nature so it is for the older YA to NA crowd. And yes these characters, have graduated and are going to college. Kinda. There is romance for everyone that needs that with there story. You will be happy with it.
AND AS OF RIGHT NOW IT'S FREE! 

Oh and there is a nice bit of the 1st actual full length book in the series, The Trouble with Flying, at the end of the novella. And it involves some of the characters from this novella. 

Go on now, read it. Squeeze it in between the pool and dinner. Or while you're waiting at the dentist office. Or just taking one more weekend trip before (shh) school starts.

Happy Summer!
Heather

Monday, July 14, 2014

Lost in Starlight Excerpt by Sherry Soule


“Sneak Peek at LOST IN STARLIGHT”

Today author, Sherry Soule has some exciting news to share with us! She will be publishing a brand new Upper YA / Sci-Fi romance series: the “Starlight Saga” with scorching-hot character chemistry, exciting suspense, and epic romance on June 26, 2014.
To help promote this interstellar love story, “LOST IN STARLIGHT,” Sherry is doing this guest post to share the news with fellow booklovers.


VOLUME ONE: Starlight Saga
High school reporter Sloane Masterson knows she has one helluva story when she witnesses hottie Hayden Lancaster bending forks with his mind.
Like any good journalist, Sloane sets out to uncover the truth, even if it includes a little stalking. When the superhuman feats start to pile up and the undeniable heat rises between them, Hayden has no choice but to reveal his secret: he’s an alien hybrid.
They’re as different as night and day—she’s a curvy, purple-haired, horror junkie and he’s a smoking hot, antisocial, brainiac—yet the intense fascination between them refuses to go away. Even at Hayden’s insistence that dating each other is “off limits” and crazy dangerous, their fiery attraction threatens to go supernova.
Now Sloane’s dealing with creepy government agents, über snobby extraterrestrials, and a psycho alien ex-girlfriend out for revenge. After a crash course on the rules of interstellar dating, Sloane must decide if their star-crossed romance is worth risking her own life....
Enjoy this sneak peek!
I don’t usually stalk boys, but if I hadn’t been spying on Hayden Lancaster, I never would’ve seen the mind-blowing fork-bending incident.
I scoot back the creaky plastic chair and rest my chin on my fist. Lunch hour is the best time to study my classmates undetected. Especially the tall, hot, and broody ones.
Not that I’m a bad person. Honest. I’ve never narked on anyone. I don’t kick puppies. And I normally don’t play at undercover agent. Well...until today.
“Are you scoping out a new story?” My best friend, Viola Saks, shifts in her seat, her nose stuck in the latest Jack Kilborn novel. Viola prefers her book boyfriends over real guys, and I gotta admit, she has a point. Fictional hotties are way more exciting than the real thing.
“Yup. But right now, I’m only observing,” I say. “People watching.”
Tiny white lie. I’m secretly kicking off: “Operation Lancaster.”
Haven High’s cafeteria is the perfect spot to catch up on gossip, observe clique wars, and witness any mean girl activity. This is where I discover the most newsworthy stories.
As two girls pass our table, one of them bumps my chair without apologizing. To me, the lunchroom is more than just a place to chow down on industrial-grade food. It reminds me of a prison scene, with its hostile mingling and violent chaos, like inmates at mealtime. Saying the cafeteria is only for eating is like saying an underground lair is only for plotting world domination. If you can survive a high school lunchroom, then you can survive anything. Well, with the exception of a zombie apocalypse.
The double-doors swing open and in walks Hayden Lancaster, chin held high. Next to him is his younger brother, Zach, bouncing a basketball with one hand and drinking a soda with the other. Hayden’s eyes are trained directly ahead as they stride across the crowded room.
About time. The focus of my newest article has finally arrived. Opening my purse, I get out my Hello Kitty spiral-bound notebook and pen. Now I’m ready.
The Lancaster brothers are both gorgeous in a way that should be totally illegal, but look nothing alike. Zach is a cocky, dark-haired, all-round jock, and Hayden is the quiet, rockstar-sexy, drummer-type. He’s one of those guys who prefers to function in his own little world. And I’ll admit that I sure wouldn’t mind a starring role on his planet.
But I’m not sure which social group they fit into...the misunderstood-brooding-hot-guys duo?
I covertly look over at Hayden sitting three tables away from mine. He’s six feet tall, and lean, yet muscular. The times we’ve passed each other in the halls, his eyes are usually twinkling as if he knows an intriguing secret. Today, Hayden’s wearing a dark blue short-sleeved, button-up shirt with faded skinny jeans, a studded belt, and scuffed Etnies. On one arm, he has several black rubber bracelets. Nothing too unusual about him.
Except for one very odd feature.
Hayden has two different colored eyes. He turns his head and his light brown fauxhawk falls over his forehead in a messy yet somehow deliberate way, landing over his one strikingly blue eye. The other one is green. Besides the rare heterochromia iridis, he seems to be just another smokin’ hot brainiac.
Flipping open my notebook, I write: Startling eye color and member of the Amazing Hair Club. Check.
Wait. Why am I thinking about how über hot he is? Seriously not important.
Viola lowers her book a fraction. “You’re totally staring at the Lancasters.”
“I’m not staring.”
“Oh, right, you’re observing.” She tilts her head. “Most girls can’t resist guys like them. They have that...”
Incredibly sexy quality?
“Dangerous vibe going,” Viola finishes.
I pull out a bag of celery from my lunchbox. “Yeah, I guess.”
Maybe I should write that down. Sexy bad-boys. Check.
Viola points at my lunch. “Your mom on that health food kick again?”
“Yup.”
She reaches out a slender arm to nab a French fry.
 “Seriously? How are you supermodel thin when you eat stuff like that?” I groan and glance at her slim figure clad in a skintight black dress with thigh-high boots. A silver eyebrow ring glints in the dull light. “I could eat only yogurt for the rest of my life and I’d still be your chubby sidekick.”
She scoffs. “You’re not chubby, Sloane. You’re extra curvy.”
Whatevs. Guess that’s just what people say when you’re a foodie like me.
Viola’s flicks a page of her book. “So what’s this article on?”
I clear my throat. “Actually, I’m investigating Hayden Lancaster.”
“Should be interesting.” One brown eye peeks over the edge of the paperback. “Any particular reason?”
“Because of this hacker rumor going around. The gossip this morning was off the hook. Supposedly, Hayden hacked into the school’s computer system over the weekend to change some grades. School administrators are saying that they’ll probably need a day just to block any security breaches.”
She straightens, lowering her book. “That’s odd. Isn’t he on the honor roll? Why would he need to alter his grades?”
I shrug. “Beats me. Maybe he was doing it for someone else.”
As a reporter for our online newspaper the Haven Gazette, a hacker scandal is way huge. And since my college resume is in dire need of some padding, this assignment was just too juicy to pass up. Plus, a front-page byline will look much more impressive in a hardcore journalism-type of way than my own wicked cool column—Fright Night Babble—where I mainly review and chat about horror films.
My gaze strays back to the brothers. I can tell by Hayden’s jerky head movements that the brothers are engrossed in a heated discussion. Somebody’s not a happy camper. His angular features and flawless skin reddens, and Zach’s square jaw clenches.
Dang it. I’m too far away to read their lips.
Mid-rant, Hayden scoots his chair back, the metal legs squeaking on the linoleum floor. He slides his cell phone out of his pocket and reads the screen, then scratches the stubble on his cheek with a frown. Zach tries to grab the phone, but Hayden shoves it back into his pocket.
“You dumped her, bro?” Zach practically shouts.
Hayden’s hands curl into fists. “Will you stop making a big thing out of it!”
Viola and I exchange a look. For a minute, the entire cafeteria falls silent.
“Whoa.” She points a fry at the brothers. “I wonder what Hayden and Zach are fighting about. And who got dumped?”
“Sounds like it’s over some girl. I didn’t even know he had a girlfriend.”
But it would seem that he’s a free man now. Interesting…
“Neither did I. As far as I know, Zach and Hayden have never even dated any of the girls at this school.” Viola sighs. “Like they think they’re too good for us or something.”
I slam my juice box on the table, purple liquid shooting out of the straw. “Maybe that’s because everyone’s so damn cliquey at this school. It’s just wrong, the way the other kids treat them,” I say. “Did you hear? Someone jacked up Hayden’s locker again with spray paint.” I’m beyond disgusted by some of my classmates’ Neanderthal moves.
“Then maybe you should investigate who keeps screwing with the Lancasters, instead. Hayden and Zach can’t help being sexy and brilliant.” Viola is an advocate for social justice in high school, and totally reading my mind. “Besides, if Hayden got away with the hacking incident, there’s no real story, and you probably won’t find any credible sources to verify the allegation.”
I bite off the end of a celery stalk. “Are you kidding me? There’s a story here—I can feel it.”

Monday, July 7, 2014

Books for A Cause


So if you saw my post last week you will know that I had a fun meet up with some blogging friends. One of them is Heather Anne from Turning Pages . She has a big heart and a big goal of raising $2000 for her Stand Up to Cancer Read-a-Thon and Giveaway Auction. She has a personal story on her blog that she willingly shares as to why she is doing this and is only asking for our help to spread the word, donate, participate in the read-a-thon or come up with some ideas for her to reach her goal.

One thing Heather Anne says that I have always found to be true is that Book Bloggers as a community really are a giving community. So lets help her out in whatever way we can. Okay? Spread the word. Visit her home page about this and see why this is so special to her. Get friends and family to pledge money to you for reading books (how great is that?) and fill out your pledge form.

Do whatever you can! Visit Heather Anne and let her know that you support her any way you can! Thanks in advance for your big hearts!! Books for a Cause












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