Life Longings

Life Longings

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A larger than life, obsessed with mysteries, driven girl and a quiet, beachside town do not go together. Kiana, in search of more to the mundane life she currently lives, fixates on a recent series of robberies committed in her usually boring town amidst the mayoral election. She enlists-technically blackmails-the school's football captain Zaire, who also happens to be the son of a detective in her sleuthing, alongside her family-like friend group who all aid in possibly solving the mystery of Scylla Bay. Sprinkle in an unexpected murder, a reluctant romance that grows out of hatred, and a scarily controlling upper class and government, Kiana begins to wonder what was she really longing for?
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Her name was Gabriella Quintanilla. She was a senior in high school during this time. She had the looks, all the boys, the popularity, the clothes, and even the grades. And in no way was she ignorant of any of these things--quite the opposite. She knew that she was above average in most categories of life, and had no problem reminding people repeatedly of that fact. I'm not going to lie---I didn't like her. Not at all. To be completely honest, I threatened to kill her with my bare hands. And the scary thing is, I meant it. I wanted her to die. I imagined dark fantasies of the light fading from her eyes right before my own, her pleading for me to spare her life. And in my fantasies, I wouldn't listen and I didn't care. She had tortured me for five years and I was utterly and simply sick of it all. Sick of her. My animosity towards Gabriella was no secret among my peers. Not many people liked her, so it's not like I stood alone on the concept. However I was the only one who voiced a threat. THE threat. The threat that got me on a suspect list in some cop's notepad. They want to know if I killed her. If they knew the whole story, would they blame me if I did? ©Copyright Timara M. Lewis 2013

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