Burn Out
By- Ruthi Kight
Genre- New Adult
Publication Date- August 10th, 2013
Pyromaniac. Murderer. Burn out.
Ten years ago Delia’s life went up in smoke. Literally.
After a decade of hiding, she is forced back into the world.
With only her wits to guide her, she must now figure out how to live in a town that knows her only as a murderer.
Her family is gone. The people all fear her. She has nothing holding her in Sunny Shores...until she meets Liam.
He’s heard the stories. He knows he should stay away from her, but he’s drawn to her like a moth to a flame.
Life seems to be looking up for them...until her past comes back like a bitch slap to the face.
And now an excerpt from 'Burn Out' -
My hand was moving towards the door when it opened, throwing me off balance for a minute. I caught myself before I fell flat on my face, and when I looked up, there he was, smiling down at me.
“Back so soon?” he asked as he moved aside, waving me in. He shut the door behind me, locking it once more. The snick of the lock set my nerves on edge, but I pushed it down. He wasn't locking it to keep me in. I had to keep reminding myself of that. “What can I help you with?”
I straightened my posture and pulled my shoulders back, bracing myself for the inevitable denial that would surely come. “I'll cut right to it. I need a job and you just fired Captain Creepy today, so I figured you might be in need of help.”
“Captain Creepy? That's a new one. I like it. Definitely fits him,” he replied. I followed him to the display counter where the cash register sat. “Know how to run one of these?” He pointed at the machine and I shook my head.
“But I'm a fast learner. It can't be that hard,” I said.
“Know anything about surfing?”
“Nope.”
“Do you have any qualifications that would make me want to hire you?” He was on the verge of laughing. I could see it on his face as he questioned me.
“Look, I'm desperate. I'm pretty fucking positive that no one else in this town would even consider giving me a job. I just thought that since you weren't a total douche canoe, that you would be willing. If you're not, I understand.”
“You have a very...colorful vocabulary,” he replied. “Look, I do need help, but I don't have the time to train you. You would have to learn everything on your own. Trial and error and all that shit.”
I nodded enthusiastically. “I can do it. I promise.”
“Fine. Be back here tomorrow at seven sharp.”
He couldn't be serious. Seven in the morning? “Wow...you open...early,” I stuttered.
“By that time, most surfers are already slowing down for the day. So technically, I'm still late getting the place open. But I have other shit to deal with in the mornings, so I can't open when they start their day. Do you want the job, or not?”
With a nod, I said “Of course. I'll bring coffee.”
“Good idea,” he said with a smile. “Now, if you don't mind, I have to get out of here. Got to close up shop and get home.”
About the Author:
Ruthi Kight currently lives in her hometown of Columbia, SC, with her fiancé and five year old daughter. She has an unhealthy addiction to books, music, and chocolate, but not necessarily in that order. When her dream of being a rock star didn't work out, she focused on her other passion: writing. She is the author of Knotted Roots, a YA Coming of Age story, and is currently working on two other novels that are due out this year.
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