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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"You need to tell us what you know about it," Daniel said.


Strom nodded and coughed, a deep, wracking sound. They all flinched, partly because they knew the feeling. Fresco found himself going for the bottle of water beside the bed and helping the man to drink.


Strom took it slow and still choked on the cold of it. While he struggled to recover, Genvieve made her objections clear and public.


"We can't trust him," she said, turning in place to meet the eyes of everyone in the room. It was only then Fresco noticed it filled up with more and more kids. He caught Medley's eye as she slid in the door and hid in the background, watching. "He's a career Garbageman. Never been clean before. And not one of us."


"Was." Fresco was shocked to find himself speaking up for Strom. What the hell was wrong with him? "He's clean now, finally, for the first time since he was made one of them. He deserves to be heard."


Chapter 95: Strom