Pivot Point
Kasie West
Language: English
Pages: 384
ISBN: 006211736X
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Perfect for fans of Sliding Doors, Kasie West's riveting novel Pivot Point follows a girl with the power to see her potential futures.
Addison Coleman's life is one big "What if?" As a Searcher, a special type of clairvoyant, whenever Addie is faced with a choice, she is able to look into the future and see both outcomes. So when her parents tell her they are getting a divorce and she has to pick who she wants to live with, a Search has never been more important.
In one future Addie is living with her mom in the life she's always known and is being pursued by the most popular guy in school. In the other she is the new girl in school, where she falls for a cute, quiet artist. Then Addie finds herself drawn into a murder investigation, and her fate takes a darker turn. With so much to lose in either future, Addie must decide which reality she's willing to live through . . . and who she's willing to live without.
The Collected Stories of Philip K. Dick
The Resistance (Declaration, Book 2)
Lowers his brow. “Not literally.” “Oh. Right.” He gives me a half smile that only half hides the confused look in his eyes. “Okay, bye.” As soon as he’s gone, I pull out my cell phone and text Laila: It’s hard to play Normal. Oh, and I’ve found your eventual replacement. Thanks a lot. Who is she? It’s a he. And for a Norm, he seems pretty cool. Definitely best friend material. I’m irreplaceable. Gotta go, Mr. C is giving me the eye. I think he’s reading my mind. Better concentrate on.
He stops as well. “What’s that?” I ask. In front of us, where the library used to be, is now just the blue sky and floating red letters that spell out: “Give him a chance.” “So, what do you say, Addie?” he asks, turning to face me completely, the letters at his back. “Will you give me a chance?” “Make them stop.” I look around, searching for the Perceptive who’s creating the illusion, but it could be anybody. It’s not like we wear name tags announcing our abilities. People are piling up where.
Was tired. I might’ve seen something—” “Addie. Calm down. What’s going on?” “Laila’s in trouble.” “What kind of trouble?” “I don’t know. She’s been hanging around this horrible kid from school.” Then my memory latches on to something she had mentioned as we were walking through the parking lot to the football game. “Or there’s this guy, one of her dad’s drug buddies, who threatened her. Maybe it has to do with that. I don’t know. I just know she’s in trouble, and I’m scared.” My words seem.
Mind. If she only Erases Duke, the knowledge of Laila’s death will paralyze me, terrify me. And there’s no way I’d fall for Duke with Trevor on my mind. She has to Erase Trevor too. I want to scream. “Do you need to go further, or do you know which future you want?” I feel numb. “Yes, I know.” “It was that apparent, huh?” She looks down at the bed and then back up at me. “Are you staying?” “Yes.” A huge smile breaks out on her face, and she jumps up and flings her arms around me. “I’m so.
Had nothing before us …” I remember when I first read those words from A Tale of Two Cities. They spoke to me. They speak to me again now. “I just need a few minutes alone.” I walk toward my closet. “Wait, you’re going to shut yourself in the closet? I can leave.” “No, I need you here. Please don’t go.” If she doesn’t do it soon, I’m sure I’ll talk myself out of it. “Okay, I won’t.” I open the door and shut it behind me. Beneath the hanging shirts and between two shoe racks, I sit down.