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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Fresco hugged her. He couldn't help himself. And, to his relief, she hugged him back.


"I thought you were dead." He pulled free and met her eyes, now glistening with tears she blinked away with some heat.


"Takes more than you've got to put me down, boy." Her tone was harsh, but her smile made him giddy. "Have enough strength in me to keep you from choking me like a chicken."


"We got to her in time," Daniel said. "Just. It was a near thing."


Fresco remembered. The faint pulse of her heartbeat as he left her.


Medley snorted and crossed her arms over her chest. "Been trying to baby me ever since," she said. "Told him to back off more than once."


Fresco grinned. "Bet it didn't work, did it?"


She rolled her eyes and aimed a scowl at Daniel. "He listens about as well as you do."


Chapter 83: Medley