Victoria is a Beverly Hills teenager who describes herself as “a 90210 goddess.” She’s beautiful, wealthy, vain, rude to her friends, and claims to hate her mother. She would tell you that the only thing she truly loves is her dog. She would be lying, though. Buried deep in Victoria’s soul are the vague memories of a scenic country road - one that led to an old farmhouse where she felt safe. Loved. It was home, and once upon a time, she was happy there. But when she was six years old, her mom suddenly uprooted them to California, and Victoria lost touch with everything she’d ever known: Her family, her friends, her memories… And her mother. Ten years later, their relationship is broken. They’ve both been lost for a very long time. This is the story of how they find each other again. |
Excerpt:
The Arc of the Story
There was a huge, flat boulder in the middle of the brook. I waded into the water, not even flinching at how cold it was, sat down on the rock, and hugged my knees to my chest. I watched the creek flowing past me, swirling around the edges of my rock and lapping up over the edge, eventually soaking my jeans.
It was chilly that morning, but I didn’t feel it. I was lost in some kind of philosophical abyss, remembering something I’d read from Heraclitus about how we can’t step into the same river twice. The river is always moving and changing, and so are we, which I decided was the reason for the old saying, “You can’t go home again.”
It was chilly that morning, but I didn’t feel it. I was lost in some kind of philosophical abyss, remembering something I’d read from Heraclitus about how we can’t step into the same river twice. The river is always moving and changing, and so are we, which I decided was the reason for the old saying, “You can’t go home again.”