Tomorrow my crazy-dedicated writer friend Megan Fatheree will have a new book out to purchase, called “The Half-Shape Child.” It’s a YA sci-fi romance adventure that’ll get you laughing and crying and all emotions in between. To promote this book, Megan is asking buddies to write fanfiction (because who doesn’t love a lil fangirling, amiright?) Here’s mine:
His New Stargazer
“He’s just so down-to-earth.”
“Ha ha.” Fiona rolled her eyes while shoving the pasta in the oven.
“Seriously, it’s a sensible thing to love him. I’m not throwing my heart to just anyone.”
Fiona moved her hands to her hips as she nudged the oven shut. “You don’t think it’s suspicious? He’s not sensible, he’s secretive. Won’t say anything about his travels, won’t speak to anyone but you about his wife, and even then it’s all general.” Fiona counted with her fingers. “Her eyes were the color of honey. She loved stargazing. She freakin’ died of a tragic heart attack, but you can see the paranoia in his eyes.”
Tania grabbed her sister’s wrist. “Stop. Just give him a chance. He cares.” Tania peered through the window, but he wasn’t back from his walk yet. “I’m not going to pressure him to talk about the most painful moment of his life.”
“Uh huh.”
“And,” Tania added, “he may have been a galaxy-traveler, and she may have loved stargazing, but he’s totally fine with me being a homebody.”
Fiona gagged. “Yeah, yeah, you’re his escape, or whatever romantic nonsense.”
Tania looked through the window again. There he was, down the path, strolling so casually, looking into the sky, perhaps dreaming of the life he left for her. “He’s no romantic, just steady,” Tania said. “Dedicated to the simple life.”
He saw Tania through the window, smiled and waved. She beamed and held up her hand. “He’s here.” Fiona opened the door.
“Fiona. Tania.” Was there a lilt in his voice when he said her name? She couldn’t tell. Maybe it was the same. She touched his arm then went to check the pasta.
Fiona pursed her lips. “Tell me what you’re hiding.”
“Fiona!” Tania yelled.
“I know there’s something you won’t tell her; you’re no good for her if you can’t just be open and trustworthy.”
“How did you know I was hiding something?” He smiled, not even deterred.
“Please, I’m sorry,” Tania said, “don’t listen to her. Don’t let her ruin the evening.”
Fiona stood in front of Tania, and held up her hand. “No more secrets. She may be okay with it, but I’m not.”
“Fine.” He sighed. “The truth.”
Tania felt water filling her eyes. Why would Fiona ruin a pleasant night like this?
“The truth, Fiona,” he said, “is I love your sister. I am very trustworthy. I should never have a second chance at love, but with Tania I think I do. And if it’s alright with you, I’d like you to step out of the way so I can propose.”
Fiona shook her finger. “That’s not what I meant.” She took a seat at the table. “But I believe you. You’re a liar, but she can trust you.”
He stepped forward ‘til he was just inches from Tania. She smiled as a tear trickled down her cheek.
“And for the record,” Fiona interrupted, “I hate it.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Tania laughed and waved her hand in dismissal.
“Marry me?” he asked, holding out a simple bronze ring with intricate stars etched around.
“Absolutely,” Tania whispered. And as she admired the brown band on her finger, she realized for once she liked stargazing.
To figure out just what his secret is, plus travel the galaxies in this new world, look to buy “The Half-Shape Child” on Amazon or iBooks tomorrow!
Visit my blog next week for an exclusive interview with Megan Fatheree herself, where she gives us some tidbits about this exciting new novel of hers.
Megan Fatheree was homeschooled from Pre-school through 12th grade. During this time, she was blessed to be able to focus her efforts toward the craft of writing. She is now in her early 20s and a full-time author. Some of her books include “Precious Jewel”, “Eminent Danger”, and “Rose-Colored Glasses”. She loves what she does and wouldn’t trade it for anything. She looks forward to all the great adventures that lay in store for her in the near future.
