Indigo Summer. Monica McKayhan
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Название: Indigo Summer
Автор: Monica McKayhan
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Короткие любовные романы
Серия: Mills & Boon Kimani
isbn: 9781472089557
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Indigo Summer
Monica McKayhan
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Dear Reader,
What you’re holding is very special. Something fresh, new and true to your unique experience as a young African-American! We are proud to introduce a new fiction imprint—Kimani TRU. You’ll find Kimani TRU speaks to the triumphs, problems and concerns of today’s black teens with candor, wit and realism. The stories are told from your perspective and in your own voice, and will spotlight young, emerging literary talent.
Kimani TRU will feature stories that are down-to-earth, yet empowering. Feel like an outsider? Afraid you’ll never fit in, find your true love or have a boyfriend who accepts you for who you really are? Maybe you feel that your life is a disaster and your future is going nowhere? In Kimani TRU novels, discover the emotional issues that young blacks face every day. In one story, a young man struggles to get out of a neighborhood that holds little promise by attending a historically black college. In another, a young woman’s life drastically changes when she goes to live with the father she has never known and his middle-class family in the suburbs.
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Acknowledgments
God is the source of my talent and blessings.
To my sons who took me back to being a teenager for the sake of this story. To my husband, who is the ringleader of my cheering section. And my family and close friends who keep me grounded.
To my editor, Evette Porter: Thank you for putting Indigo Summer on the map and other titles just like it. The minds of our youth depend on the voices in fiction that Kimani TRU books represent.
For my Granny, Rosa A. Heggie:
You are special in so many ways, and the
strongest woman I know. My life is rich because of you.
Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 1
Indigo
“What kind of name is that for a dog?”
“What, Killer?”
“Yes. That’s stupid!”
“What’s stupid about it?”
“It just is.”
“What kind of name is Indigo?”
“A perfect name, for a perfect girl.” I rolled my eyes at him, placed my hands on my hips and was about to give him a piece of my mind. But I decided not to. “How did you know my name anyway?”
He was silent for a moment, standing there with waves all in his hair, as if he slept in a doo-rag or something. His teeth were perfect, and I knew without asking that he used to wear braces. I wished my parents would spring for some braces for me, so that I could have perfect teeth like that. But instead, they were always complaining about having to pay bills and telling me that my teeth weren’t that bad.
“Money don’t grow on trees, Indi,” Daddy was always telling me. “But you got it better than most kids. We provide a nice home for you, you eat good, and you have your own room. That’s more than I had when I was your age. I had to share a room with your uncle Keith when I was coming up. Never had my own room.” Then he’d go into his spiel about having to walk ten miles to school in a Chicago blizzard. Imagine that. Ten miles in a Chicago blizzard? He’d lose me at that point.
“Daddy, come on,” I would laugh. “Ten miles is a lot of miles.”
“Don’t forget the part about the Chicago blizzard, girl’d have to laugh himself, because he knew that he was only telling half СКАЧАТЬ