Life's A Cappella (A Cappella Series Book 1)
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Book #1 Life's A Cappella
Book #2 Our A Cappella (to be released April)
I want to tell you how great my life was.
How I lived without regrets. With constant laughter. Without any tears. I want to tell you how I lived each moment to the fullest. How each breath I took was fresh and full of life. With eagerness. Without any fear.
I want to tell you all of that, but then my story would be masked with lies and not worth telling.
My life didn’t start until I left my past. And I left everything…
My mother, my friends, my name. My new name, the name everyone knows me by is Erin Lewis.
Four years after finding the courage to leave her hometown in Alabama, Erin is finally happy with where her life has led her. Not only is she secure in her environment, but the relationships she has formed center her, making her forget how damaged she once was. Before she can fully settle into her new life, her past crashes into her present, unraveling a set of events that destroy the very foundation she has built her new life on.
laughed. Camilla’s sense of humor was one of the first things that drew me to her. She had an uncanny and sometimes annoying habit of looking for the bright side of all situations. She didn’t know how to let life beat her down. I envied her for that. “Why don’t you see if a security guard can drive you around on one of their golf carts?” I suggested. “Yeah, good idea. Never mind the fact I’ll look like the dumbass I am.” We hung up and I shook my head, laughing quietly to myself. There
insecurities” (thanks Trent!) take control of my body, I forced my body upright and looked at the judge directly as I walked towards him. He may be able to decide Shayna’s and my fate together, but I’d be damned if I’d let anyone turn me into a quivering little girl afraid of her own shadow. “Yes, sir?” I asked once I reached him. “From my understanding, you would like to adopt your little sister?” he asked. “Yes, sir,” I nodded. “I’ve listened and read,” he said pointing towards the letters,
humming throughout my body. If it had just been my body that needed him, I could have ignored it. Probably. But I needed him. All of me needed him. Which was hypocritical of me since I couldn’t give him all of me I took his hand and put his palm against my cheek, feeling his warmth radiate and warm me. I stared into his eyes, pleading with him to take me as I was. Broken. But he made me feel not quite whole, but at the very least less damaged. He leaned into me, never letting his eyes leave mine
Together. And because Trent knew me so well, he went to YouTube to find music to commemorate our first trip together and played Leaving on a Jet Plane. Repeatedly, until our tickets had been bought and we had received our email confirmation. I wanted to stay in Alabama until Sunday so that Trent could meet Nate and his dad. And so that I could show him where I had grown up. Just as I had promised, I wanted him to know every facet of my life. The good with the bad, I thought, as I listened to
do it, I thought. For Trent I could do just about anything. After a small breakfast, we drove Nate’s car to his house and left Shayna with him while we made our way to the cemetery. “What do you want to listen to?” Trent asked me, switching stations, trying to find something other than country. “Country’s fine,” I told him, smiling at the uncertain look he shot me. “Says la gringa that likes rap.” He rolled his eyes at me. “Bite me,” I retorted, so he did. I grew quiet as we neared the