September Dawson is not quite fourteen when her mother takes off, leaving her and her four-year old half-sister Scout, under the care of Jesse Ryan, her much younger husband, and September's step-father.
Shortly afterwards, September is sent to live with her maternal grandparents in Mississippi. Four years pass before she returns to Arkansas, at the request of her step-father, to take care of her younger sister for the summer. It's the summer going into her senior year, and September becomes not only a mother-figure to Scout, but a slow spark ignites between her and Jesse. September is all about fanning the flame; Jesse, however, is all about denial.
This novel is not about taboo sex; this story deals with what some may consider taboo love. September is not the 'vestal virgin' being seduced by a man nearly twelve years her senior the summer of 2010. In fact, September has a bit of a sneaky side when it comes to getting noticed, but in the process, she learns about the man she's come to admire and love, and gets some well-needed lessons about honesty, maturity and sacrifice. "Sins of September" is more than a coming-of-age story. It deals with the complications of life; the reality of abandonment, and the drama and suffering that ensues when others want what you have, and the extent they will go to in order to destroy it. Adult Content.
Excerpt
"You
might’ve turned eighteen, but I’m still the adult here. If I
wanna sit in my own house and get fucking hammered for once, then by
God I will do just that! I don’t need a teenager watching over me.
She’s my wife,
goddamit!
“And
she’s my mother!”
I scream. “And she fucking left the both
of us! Remember?”
“Hell
yes I remember.”
“So
that’s it? What? I mean are you gonna go through the rest of your
life holding onto something—to someone—whether she’s dead or
alive, that makes you feel the way you feel right this damn minute?”
I
look into his eyes because I want to hear it from him. I want to know
why he feels the need to punish himself for what she
did.
He
takes another sip of his beer, and shrugs. “Shit, maybe so. Maybe
it’s what I deserve for not being enough, and not letting her be
enough for herself.”
I
have no clue as to what he means by that. I simply throw out a retort
for good measure. “That’s weak,” I mumble. “Pathetic and
weak.”
I
start to get off the couch so that I can get away from his drunken
ass. I can take almost anything except self-pity or self-loathing.
I’ve no tolerance for it.
His
hand clamps around my wrist and I’m jerked back around to face him
as he stands, pulling me up against him roughly. “What did you
say?” he growls.
“I-I
think you’re acting weak,” I mumble, losing a bit of my courage.
He
cocks a brow as he studies me intently. “What would you know about
love—or
life or any of it?”
“Maybe
more than you think,” I reply softly, looking up at his beautiful,
angry face, meeting his cool gaze with one of my own. Our conflicted
eyes lock, and when they do, something passes between us; like a
spark or something, and all I can think is that it’s about damn
time.
He
pulls me closer. I wrap my arms around his strong neck, and tilt my
face back a bit to give him ample access because this will happen.
I’ve decided that.
He
captures my mouth with his roughly—almost savagely, but I don’t
care. “Fuck you look so much like her,”
he growls, “I need to see if you taste like her too.”
“Do
it,” I dare.
Graysen Blue is a 27 year-old, stay-at-home mom who has previously self-published children's books under a different pen name. "Sins of September" is Graysen's debut novel in the New Adult fiction genre.
Born in the U.K., Graysen attended Princeton University, and holds a B.S. in Economics. She is married and makes her home with her husband, Michael, and their daughter, Scout, on the west coast.
Please visit Graysen on her FB page: https://www.facebook.com/GraysenBlueAuthor
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