With the release of Lucky 13 in less than a month, I’m really excited to share with you what I have coming up after that.
The story is called Jumping Puddles. It’s a contemporary romance and follows Blake and Charlotte over a period of twenty plus years. It all starts when they meet in high school; Blake is about to graduate and Charlotte is a Sophmore. As their friendship blooms, so does their feelings for each other.
I just got my feedback from my beta readers and I’m pretty sure this sums it up best…
It’s a bit of a tear jerker at times. I’m not sorry about that fact at all.
My editor is getting started on May 25th and I’m scheduled for formatting and cover design at the end of June/beginning of July. I haven’t set an exact release date yet, but as soon as I do, I’ll post it. Until then, here’s a little sneak peak…
(The following content is unedited and all rights belong to Rachael Brownell, Author.)
“Are you still there, Charlie?” Blake’s voice cuts through the dark clouds that started to move their way back in. I only allow them to invade my life one day a year and that day has passed.
“I’m here. Sorry.”
“Hey, how about I call you when I get there? I’m about to jump on PCH and it looks busy already.”
“Sounds good. I’ll be here.”
“Okay. Love you, bye.”
He’s gone before I can say anything. To be honest, I’m not sure I would have been able to respond anyway. His words echo through my head over and over again until I hear the phone start beeping in my ear, a clear sign he’s hung up and I need to do the same.
I place the receiver on the base and sink to the floor. The entire summer runs through my mind as if in hyper speed. Did I miss something? When did things change and how did I not notice? I fell in love with him months ago but never thought in a million years he felt the same.
What happens now? Do I tell him how I feel or do I keep quiet? Each decision comes with a different set of outcomes. Those outcomes can completely change the path I’m on right now. They’ll change the course of Blake’s path too. Are those three little words worth stepping in the puddle, causing waves, or should I avoid it completely, jumping over the puddle to save what is by far the best friendship I’ve ever had?