Blog Tour: The Way Back to Me by Anne Mercier
Title: The Way Back to Me
Author: Anne Mercier
Release Date: Feb 22, 2016
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She used to be perky, fun, and full of
life—everything I hated about girls and their bullshit exterior.
People called her bubbly; I called her “fake-as-hell.”
The edgy, dark, lonely girl in front of
me was not the Olivia Brennan I knew from high school—far from it,
actually. I knew the story—the whole town knew the story, we
witnessed it all. It happened in the blink of an eye and the girl we
knew was gone.
But I refuse to watch it anymore—I
can’t stand it. I’m going to fix it—fix her. It’s time I
showed Olivia her way back…
Back to the girl she used to be.
"She really needs to get up. She's
been in that bed for two weeks, Trish," my dad says to my mom.
They're right outside my door again. I sigh softly.
"Leave her be, Greg. She's not
ready yet."
"She's never going to be ready. No
one's ever ready for what she has to face."
Mom sniffles and I know she's crying
again. I'm so tired of hearing her cry. There's no reason for her to
cry—not because of me. I lived.
I wish I could cry but I can't. I
haven’t cried since I woke up in the hospital. I didn't cry from
the pain of my fractured and broken bones. I didn't cry at the
funeral when I stared down at the lifeless body of my soulmate—the
body lying there was unfamiliar—not at all my Danny. I didn't cry
while I struggled on crutches with a fractured rib over the uneven
lawn, past all the weathered gravestones signifying just how final
death really is.
I didn't cry when I lost it at the
people—strangers—who didn't know my friends and my love by more
than a passing hello stood there crying and carrying on. They didn't
know their favorite color, their favorite food. They didn't know
Danny chewed spearmint gum. They didn’t know Simon kept us
laughing. They didn't know Cassidy was our support system. They
didn't know Phil wasn't really as shallow as he led everyone to
believe.
They. Just. Didn't. Know.
They didn't have a right to cry for
people they didn't know—people who weren't good enough for them
while they were alive.
And me? I just couldn't cry. I didn't
even cry when my parents took me home and I stared at the corkboard
filled with photos of me with my friends, me and the love of my life
holding one another and laughing—a life that no longer exists. I
stared at it for the hour I waited for the cemetery workers to cover
the graves of those I love most. Then I went to them with my tequila.
My eyes are locked on that corkboard
now and I can only stare mutely.
I'm numb.
I don't want to feel. I don't want to
face a future alone, so I stay in bed and sleep. Sleep is the only
friend I have left.
Sleep embraces me and holds me tight,
blocking out the pain and grief that would otherwise fill my
shattered heart. Sleep enfolds me in a cocoon of nothingness, and
nothingness is what I crave.
I was born and raised in Wisconsin and
still live here today with my two sons and puppy. (Though
one day soon I hope to move to southern California!)
I’m an avid reader who gets
inspired by reading the stories from my favorite authors as
well as listening to various types of music. I am a huge
fan of music, chocolate, fruit, desserts, autumn, M. Shadows, Avenged
Sevenfold, and Milo Ventimiglia. Through my books, I am proudly
creating new Avenged Sevenfold and Milo Ventimiglia fans one reader
at a time.
“The best part of being an author, to
me, is being able to take the reader to that one place they long to
go when they need to escape reality. Knowing I can do that, for even
one reader, makes what I do worthwhile.” ~ Anne Mercier
Hugs and love,
Anne xoxo
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