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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Medley didn't look up when they walked in. No big surprise there. Fresco found himself grinning.


"Are you here to gape at me or do you have a reason for the disruption?" Her fingers manipulated the dial on her microscope, eyes moving back and forth between it and her laptop.


"We have some questions," Daniel said, amusement twisting his lips. Nice to know Fresco wasn't the only one who got a kick out of the sweet faced and acerbic old woman.


She sighed and turned toward them, her glasses perched in her ball of white hair. "Answers aren't my expertise. Try the library. Or Google."


"The stuff we want to ask is a bit more personal." He winked at her.


Medley cocked her head to the left and made a face. "Fine. Ask. You won't leave me alone until I can convince you I know about as much as you do."


"Tell Fresco what you found out about us." Daniel retrieved a rickety chair and planted himself in it. Fresco chose to stand.


Chapter 86: Mix And Match