Patti Larsen

I’m an international, multiple award-winning author with a passion for the voices in my head. As a singer, songwriter, independent filmmaker and improv teacher and performer, my life has always been about creating and sharing what I create with others. Now that my dream to write for a living is a reality, with over a hundred titles in happy publication and no end in sight, I live in beautiful Prince Edward Island, Canada, with my giant cats, pug overlord and overlady and my Gypsy Vanner gelding, Fynn.

The blue joy is calling... but can Fresco survive it?

"Do you know what happened to you?" Joey's voice broke a little. Fresco shook his head. The kid nodded, like it was no big surprise." Yeah, me either. No one seems to. We just have normal lives, you know? Then suddenly you wake up with this thing eating into you," he swallowed hard, "and that's it. The rest is Wasteland."

Seventeen-year-old Fresco Conte is an ordinary All-American kid from an upper middle-class family. He plays football. His girlfriend is a cheerleader. Life is good. Until unexplained things, scary things, start to take him over. Like surviving an accident that should have killed him. Or hearing the thoughts of the people around him whether he wants to or not.
 
When the men in the dark blue coveralls come for him, Fresco is forced into addiction to the blue joy known as Wasteland and set free on the street, with no answers and only his hunger to keep him company.

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The chain made a nasty racket when Fresco pulled it through. The padlock snapped shut, the only thing about the whole place that seemed new. They would have to do something about security, not quite so noisy.


He felt better back on the street, oddly enough. He was half a city from Last Stand as well so there was no fear of stumbling on the wreckage remaining of the place. Part of him wanted to see it again, to etch the destruction into his mind so he would never forget, but he wasn't there yet. He couldn't bring himself to replace his memories of that night. Fresco needed to cling to them for a while, to keep his own fire burning in order to maintain his resolve. His forced retreat into Medley's past did nothing to put out the flames. Besides, there would be lots of time for mourning later. He hoped.


Chapter 41: The Dead