A hapless surfer, restless spirit and Native Son dig up some controversy when they unearth a National Treasure buried at the Jersey Shore. Cocky surfer Alex only cares about the future. Who cares about the things of the past like an old house or an old friend? But one February night as he recklessly takes to the road during a snowstorm, he discovers that the past may have some plans for him. When his life is saved by the troubled spirit of a local youth who perished during the historic “Blizzard of 1888,” he agrees to rescue a house from the hands of a greedy land developer. But when he enlists the help of some forgiving friends, they dig up a National Treasure… and some controversy. With assistance from a “hottie” of an Historian and a colorful antiquities dealer, Alex hopes to ride a wave of redemption. Can he rescue a piece of local and national history, reunite his boyhood friend with his native roots and regain the respect of friends and family?
Excerpt from Full Snow Moon
When Alex regained consciousness, pinned between the driver’s seat and the dashboard now compressed within two inches of his chest, he had no way of knowing how long he had been stuck in the motionless Jeep. He tried to rub his aching head, but any attempt at movement shot a bolt of pain through every inch of his body.
Where’s my cell phone?
He pictured it lying useless, somewhere in the back of the jeep. Then, as if on cue, it began to ring and ring and ring, haunting and taunting him with a steady chorus of Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let it Snow.
Alex felt victimized. He wouldn’t have ended up in this situation if his parents hadn’t grounded him, or if Denis hadn’t argued with him – or if that fool hadn’t run right in front of his car!
But, no matter whose fault it was, Alex knew that he couldn’t talk his way out of this one. The Jeep had been an early high school graduation gift from his parents, given with reluctance, accompanied by a list of rules and driving restrictions that he had spent the past hour disregarding. In that short time, the Jeep had gone from sporting a slight ding to being totally destroyed. Nothing in Denis’s toolbox was going to be able to fix this mess.
“Help!” Alex called, but it came out sounding weak. Maybe someone up on the road would hear him, if he could just shout louder. Clearing his throat, he tried again. “I’m down here!"
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I received Full Snow Moon by Lisa Begin-Kruysman from CBLS Promotions for review. The opinions are my own.