Synopsis
That
first encounter with Robert in rural Romania at eleven. A summer spent together
in the same setting a year later. Their first text exchange in high school. The
first sexual experience. The first heartbreak—the second and third and fourth
chance. The point of total breakdown and the despair of failing. More love than
anyone could have warned him about.
No
matter how much time passes, no matter how different their paths, every meeting
brings Edi and Robert closer together. Those stolen moments shine brighter than
any. Yet loving Robert is not easy, not when Edi wants to be true to himself
and is met with dishonesty. Or when Robert keeps parading new conquests and
ignores Edi more often than not.
Edi
has always loved Robert, but he must decide if his journey leads to or away
from his childhood friend. Is it true love or is Edi just unable to let
go?
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Excerpt
What a big jerk. I frowned at the new boy and he must have noticed because he tilted his head and stared at me. His smirk still in place, he winked before returning his attention to the game.
“Who’s
that other kid playing with Nicu?” I asked after bumping my shoulder into
Tatiana’s to get her attention.
“That’s
our cousin, Robert,” she said, smiling all adoringly at him. “He’s from
Bucharest.”
I
rolled my eyes at that tidbit. Just great, another brat from the capital! The
other Bucharest kid was staying with the neighbors on the other side of my
grandma’s house. He was full of himself, he had a funny walk, and I wanted to
punch him right in the face every time I saw him. What was it with these kids
from the Capital, anyway? They thought they were better than the rest just
because of the city they’d been born into.
Robert
and Nicu played until the younger one was thoroughly defeated. Nicu begged
Robert for a rematch, but he refused. Holding the ball against his right hip,
he turned to face me. “What about you, kid? Wanna be the next one I
beat?”
I
wanted to tell him where to shove that ball of his, but I stopped myself. I
probably shouldn’t get into another fight. I might be shipped to the other
grandparents for the rest of the summer. Or worse, get my ass kicked by this
older kid.
“Nah,
too hot to play now anyways.”
“Are
you a chicken?” Robert asked. His mocking tone angered me, but not as much as
his stupid cousins parroting the “chicken” part and laughing at me. I glared at
him and then at Tatiana. I didn’t care about Nicu, but her taking her cousin’s
side stung. Well, he was family, but still. He’d refused to play with her. The
snotty traitor!
“Fine,
you ass. I’ll play.”
I
pushed myself up and dragged my feet through the grass. I jumped over the ditch
and walked to the middle of the court side Nicu had been in. The bastard Robert
had the advantage, I had the sun in my eyes.
I’d
watched them play, though. He’d beaten Nicu because he was stronger and a bit
faster. But he had no finesse with the ball. I spent most of my time outside,
running and playing. Somehow, this smug pretty boy seemed to be into different
things. Probably kissing girls and going to the movies and other stupid
shit.
He
acted all nice and let me serve. I took full advantage of it and showed him
what I was made of. I beat him easily after that. Robert was more concerned
with talking to his cousins than paying attention to the game. I took it as an
offense. He wanted to blame the loss on him being distracted. Ass!
About
the author
Writer,
traveler, and coffee addict, Alina Popescu has been in love with books all her
life. She started writing when she was ten and she has always been drawn to
sci-fi, fantasy, and the supernatural realm. Born and raised in Romania, she
finds her inspiration in books of all genres, in movies, and the occasional
manga comic book. She is a proud geek who needs her fast Internet and gadgets
more than she needs air.
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