ABOUT THE BOOK:
by
Amanda Leigh
Amanda Leigh
Publication
Date: June 10, 2015
Date: June 10, 2015
Age
Group: Young Adult, New Adult
Group: Young Adult, New Adult
Genre:
Contemporary, Romance
Contemporary, Romance
Samantha
Marie Ramsden has three brothers. Craig, John and Matt. When tragedy strikes
their family, Craig takes on the task of becoming his siblings legal guardian.
It’s hard enough being someone’s guardian, but when you’ve only recently
entered adulthood yourself it’s almost impossible to know where to draw the
line between sibling and ‘parent’.
Marie Ramsden has three brothers. Craig, John and Matt. When tragedy strikes
their family, Craig takes on the task of becoming his siblings legal guardian.
It’s hard enough being someone’s guardian, but when you’ve only recently
entered adulthood yourself it’s almost impossible to know where to draw the
line between sibling and ‘parent’.
This
is made even harder on him when Sam starts to get close to a long time friend,
Jason. It looks like their friendship could turn into something more. An idea
that Craig has never been too happy with. Spanning six years, My Heart is Yours
explores family, friendship, love and much more. As well as asking the
question: Would you defy family for love?
is made even harder on him when Sam starts to get close to a long time friend,
Jason. It looks like their friendship could turn into something more. An idea
that Craig has never been too happy with. Spanning six years, My Heart is Yours
explores family, friendship, love and much more. As well as asking the
question: Would you defy family for love?
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EXCERPT:
Five
and a half year old Samantha slept in her white threadbare sheets. Tonight the
wind was coming through particularly strong from the cracks in the wooden
boards on her window. Her small body shivered.
and a half year old Samantha slept in her white threadbare sheets. Tonight the
wind was coming through particularly strong from the cracks in the wooden
boards on her window. Her small body shivered.
The door creaked open and her mother
entered. Sam had the same blonde hair as her mother. Her eyes were her own
though. Changing from blue, to grey, to blue-grey, to green or any com-
bination of these colors seemingly simultaneously. Sandra’s hand approached
her daughter’s
shoulder and she shook her roughly awake. The clock on the wall read three o’ clock in the morning. Sam rubbed her
eyes. “Come on!” Her mother said as
she looked over her shoulder. “Get
out of bed, now!” She grabbed a
hammer from the toolbox they kept in Sam’s room, went to the
boarded up window and started tearing the boards to the floor. Wood splintered
through the air. “Go on.” She ges- tured to
the window. “Get out. Go.”
entered. Sam had the same blonde hair as her mother. Her eyes were her own
though. Changing from blue, to grey, to blue-grey, to green or any com-
bination of these colors seemingly simultaneously. Sandra’s hand approached
her daughter’s
shoulder and she shook her roughly awake. The clock on the wall read three o’ clock in the morning. Sam rubbed her
eyes. “Come on!” Her mother said as
she looked over her shoulder. “Get
out of bed, now!” She grabbed a
hammer from the toolbox they kept in Sam’s room, went to the
boarded up window and started tearing the boards to the floor. Wood splintered
through the air. “Go on.” She ges- tured to
the window. “Get out. Go.”
Sam hesitated for half a second then
climbed through. She knew she couldn’t ask questions.
She got into trouble when she asked questions.
climbed through. She knew she couldn’t ask questions.
She got into trouble when she asked questions.
Sandra wiggled through the window; she
cursed aloud as the glass cut her shoulder.
cursed aloud as the glass cut her shoulder.
“Don’t try to run away
from me!” The hoarse shout
came from behind them. Sam’s father. Sam knew
what it meant when he was like this.
from me!” The hoarse shout
came from behind them. Sam’s father. Sam knew
what it meant when he was like this.
Sandra pushed Sam into the car, ran to
the other side and jumped in. “Mommy.” Sam said as they
went speeding past houses. “What’s
wrong?”
the other side and jumped in. “Mommy.” Sam said as they
went speeding past houses. “What’s
wrong?”
“If you must know, your father’s
more drunk than usual. He has a gun and he says he’s gonna kill us.
Satisfied?” Sam’s
eyes widened as she looked in the rearview mirror. There was a car right on
their tail. Sam stretched in the front seat to see who it was; she recognized
the face of her father. “Mommy!” She yelled. Her
mother ignored her. “The only reason I’m
taking you with me is cuz as a single parent with no job I might get some money
from the government.” “Mommy!” She yelled again. “Otherwise I’d
just let him kill you.” The car stopped,
jolted forward and stopped again. “Damn it. We’re
out of gas.” Sam’s
mom muttered. Sirens wailed in the background.
more drunk than usual. He has a gun and he says he’s gonna kill us.
Satisfied?” Sam’s
eyes widened as she looked in the rearview mirror. There was a car right on
their tail. Sam stretched in the front seat to see who it was; she recognized
the face of her father. “Mommy!” She yelled. Her
mother ignored her. “The only reason I’m
taking you with me is cuz as a single parent with no job I might get some money
from the government.” “Mommy!” She yelled again. “Otherwise I’d
just let him kill you.” The car stopped,
jolted forward and stopped again. “Damn it. We’re
out of gas.” Sam’s
mom muttered. Sirens wailed in the background.
Beside them, Sam heard the screech of
tires. Blonde hair hit Sam’s face as she
turned her head toward the noise. In the car beside them her father scooted
across the front seats; his eyes wild with rage. A flash of black came from
behind him. Sandra frantically tried to get the car started. Too late. An arm
shot out around her neck; holding her fast. Her husband held the shiny black
gun to her head and before Sam could scream from the sound, the trigger boomed
and her mother’s
body slumped over on the steering wheel. Deep red blood gushed out of her head
forming a pool on the floor.
tires. Blonde hair hit Sam’s face as she
turned her head toward the noise. In the car beside them her father scooted
across the front seats; his eyes wild with rage. A flash of black came from
behind him. Sandra frantically tried to get the car started. Too late. An arm
shot out around her neck; holding her fast. Her husband held the shiny black
gun to her head and before Sam could scream from the sound, the trigger boomed
and her mother’s
body slumped over on the steering wheel. Deep red blood gushed out of her head
forming a pool on the floor.
Before Sam climbed out of the car
window, her father’s eyes met hers. There was nothing
there. No sorrow, no fear, no pain, no love. Nothing.
window, her father’s eyes met hers. There was nothing
there. No sorrow, no fear, no pain, no love. Nothing.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Amanda
Leigh graduated with a BA in English and Communications and a double minor in
Psychology and Creative Writing. During college, she worked on the literary
magazine and loved every minute of it. She adores cats and has one named Sawyer
– named after one of her favorite characters in Lost. Amanda enjoys reading,
writing avidly in a journal, writing poetry, fiction and creative non-fiction,
cooking, listening to music, singing, swimming and art – particularly
photography. Amanda is a bit of a chocoholic and is slightly obsessed with office
supplies. She has many ideas for stories so keep an eye out for more work from
her.
Leigh graduated with a BA in English and Communications and a double minor in
Psychology and Creative Writing. During college, she worked on the literary
magazine and loved every minute of it. She adores cats and has one named Sawyer
– named after one of her favorite characters in Lost. Amanda enjoys reading,
writing avidly in a journal, writing poetry, fiction and creative non-fiction,
cooking, listening to music, singing, swimming and art – particularly
photography. Amanda is a bit of a chocoholic and is slightly obsessed with office
supplies. She has many ideas for stories so keep an eye out for more work from
her.
AUTHOR LINKS:
Website:
http://www.authoramandaleigh.com/
http://www.authoramandaleigh.com/
Twitter:
https://twitter.com/APenAndADream
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