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Mystery Selves

Mystery Selves Part 3: Sneak Peek

Randi Turkin March 13, 2018

Part Three publishes March 15, 2018

Previously in Mystery Selves, Julie and teen runaway, Leo Wysocki, venture to a neighbor’s home where Julie is cat sitting. Julie realizes that as tough as Leo seems to be, there’s a vulnerable side to him – unwanted by his mother and on a mission to Barcelona to find his father, who doesn’t know he exists. The pair find themselves speaking of love, and Leo invites Julie to run away to Barcelona with him. Then he convinces her to stash cocaine in the pantry of the neighbor’s house.

This week we meet Diana – a brooding, surly and somewhat spoiled teenager who is traveling with her mother to visit Julie’s family.

Excerpt from Part Three: 

The last place Diana Woolsey wanted to be was stuck in a car with her mother, driving to Vermont. The trip from Saratoga (where they had been staying with her grandparents) took three hours and the whole time she didn’t talk, though Mona kept making bright comments like: “It’ll be interesting for you to get to know Julie,” or: “Gail’s so talented; you’re gonna just love hearing her play.”

Why would I? thought Diana, who wanted to be home in Austin, Texas, with her own friends and not on the East Coast, going to family reunions and visiting people she didn’t give a shit about. She was a tall, leggy girl with swift dark eyes that were often full of judgment, and a face whose harsh beauty didn’t much appeal to boys her age. Four months ago, on her sixteenth birthday, her life had totally changed: her parents had given her a car of her own to drive, a brand new, pale gold Chevy Tahoe that she thought was the most beautiful thing in the world. Suddenly she wasn’t chained to her mother, she was free, independent, allowed — because of her good grades — to more or less come and go as she pleased. And with that freedom came a sense of superiority, a growing suspicion that her parents didn’t know quite as much as they pretended to. She had always assumed that her father, Harry, who was brilliant but hated anyone intruding on his thoughts, was a little on the dim side. It was her mother who was the disappointment, good-natured Mona who’d led Diana through childhood with a quiet explanation for every kink and setback and strange event, who’d seemed so cool with her job writing for the local paper, who everyone said was smart but who, Diana now realized, was just a silly shallow woman with a penchant for wearing clothes that were too young for her and making dumb remarks, like: “Cigarettes are hard to give up.”

Start at the beginning here.

Watch the promo vid here.

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