We are so thrilled to feature an excerpt from the highly anticipated book by Jennifer Sommersby, SLEIGHT! A traveling circus. Hallucinations. And a new circus owner, who is dark, mysterious and has a dangerous history? YES, PLEASE, give us more. Be sure to scroll to the bottom of the post for a chance to enter the giveaway and watch the brand, new book traile
When Baby turns off the engine, the air all at once feels colder.
“I’ll be right outside the door. Yell if you need me.” He pats the back of my head in reassurance before I climb out of the truck.
I clench the key in my palm.
It’s just a post office box. What could be hiding in something so small? Why am I afraid?
I’m alone in the chilly lobby, not entirely unexpected for a rainy Sunday in a small coastal town during the off-season. The tang of salt water and fresh seafood spices the damp air; sandy shoeprints mar the beige industrial-tile floor. The walls above row after row of small, brass-front mailboxes are painted with red, white, and blue accents. Oversized stamps feature Elvis and Marilyn Monroe and Martin Luther King Jr. A framed American flag is bordered by bleached-white driftwood screwed to the wall and draped with fake crabs and gray plastic fish and musty sea nets caked with dust and age.
I flip the hangtag on Delia’s key—“Happy birthday”—and I realize she hasn’t written the box number.
My birthday is May 30. Is that what she means?
I look for box 530. Bottom row.
I slide in the key. My stomach twists like I’m on the platform all over again.
The lock turns, and the door opens.
My shoulders drop, equal parts relief and disappointment. A rush of cold air from the side blows my hair further askew. I turn and utter a quick, startled yelp. A few feet from me stands a woman dressed in white.
At least I think she’s dressed in white—more accurately, she’s translucent, the wall of boxes behind her visible through her form.
Long dark-blond hair floats around her shoulders, weightless, teased by an unfelt breeze, a halo of white-golden light shimmering from her. Her feet float inches above the ground. A staticky coldness emanates from her lack of solid form.
The door swooshes open behind me. “Genevieve?”
Baby. I whirl around to face him.
I turn back to look at the floating woman—and then again at Baby.
He doesn’t give her a second look.
He can’t see her.
If he could, he would’ve reacted. Gossamer, translucent thing floating a few inches above the floor, a bright glow coming off her like that around a flickering candle? Yeah, a person would probably notice that.
I open my mouth to ask him if he can see her—
“Gen, you’re white as a sheet.” Baby closes the distance and puts a hand against my forehead. “I knew I shouldn’t have let you sit in the surf.”
Did I really just see that? When Baby didn’t?
My imagination—it’s overtired.
That was a ghost. I don’t see ghosts. Delia sees ghosts.
Delia is dead.
Giveaway Details: International
3 winners will receive a SLEIGHT Prize Pack including a finished copy of the book and swag! International.
Ends on May 4th at Midnight EST!
Just take a peek at this book trailer — so enthralling!
Be sure to check out the other tour stops for more reviews, excerpts, interviews, guest posts and chances to enter the giveaway:
4/2/2018- Novel Novice– Guest Post
4/3/2018- Adventures Thru Wonderland– Review
4/4/2018- For the Love of KidLit– Interview
4/5/2018- Two Points of Interest– Review
4/6/2018- BookHounds YA– Interview
4/9/2018- RhythmicBooktrovert– Review
4/10/2018- Two Chicks on Books– Guest Post
4/11/2018- Here’s to Happy Endings– Review
4/12/2018- Page Turners Blog- Excerpt
4/13/2018- Eating Between The Lines– Review
4/23/2018- The Desert Bibliophile– Review
4/24/2018- Kati’s Bookaholic Rambling Reviews– Excerpt
4/25/2018- Simply Daniel Radcliffe– Review
4/26/2018-Margies Must Reads– Excerpt
4/27/2018- The Book Nut– Review
4/30/2018- Book-Keeping– Review
I am a writer, copy/line editor, bibliophile, and mom of four living in the Great White North.
Represented by Victoria Doherty Munro at Writers House.