Title:
Room 212
Author:
Kate Stewart
Publication: March 27, 2014
****Mature Audiences only**** (language, explicit
sex, some drug use)
In every life there is always that...one.
In every life there is always that...one.
Twenty-one year old Laura
Sedgwick is a rebel without a cause. Her only plans for life are to make no
plans. She revels in her fascination of the unexpected as she navigates her way
through mid -1990’s Dallas nightlife. One very bad night brings her face to
face with the one man likely to change her mind about…well...everything.
Twenty-three year old
Seth Whitaker has every intention of seeing through with his well mapped out
life. He is a hard working over-achiever that has no intentions of slowing his
pace for anyone. With a fierce determination to not let life pass him by
without taking a huge bite, he finds himself inexplicably drawn to the one
distraction that could keep him from his best laid plans. Little did he know
his determination to keep his life on track would be the very thing to trigger
the events that change the course of both their lives.
In this life she had only
done one thing right...
...and she was his only
chance at salvation.
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Kate Stewart, a native
of Dallas, now resides in Charleston, S.C. She moved to the city three weeks
after her first visit, dropping her career of 8 years, declaring the city her
creative muse. Since her move in 2010, she has launched a photography and event
planning business as well as written her first novel, TITAN. She lives with her
husband of 7 years, Nick, who is featured on the cover of the novel. Her second
novel Room 212 is set to publish March 2014.
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“Mom…” It was a plea, a one
word apology that begged forgiveness for all the shit I had put her through. I
knew my face was a wreck and my eyes were still bleeding salt for Seth. Seth.
Another wave of pain hit me and I saw the hard lines in her face disappear.
“Laura, what is it? What happened?”
I ran into her arms, taking
her by complete surprise. She quickly rid herself of her gloves and wrapped
them around me tightly.
“Mom, it hurts. It hurts so much, I can’t
breathe, Mom. I can’t breathe!” “Laura what is it?” She pushed herself away
from me, examining me for some sort of physical injury, but with one look in my
eyes realization quickly washed over her.
“Come inside, Laura Lynn.”
I hated that name. It was as
southern as it got. All of the people who thought of Texas as the land of
tumbleweeds and cowboys were total idiots. I grew up in a town thirty minutes
south of Dallas. The only cowboys we had around were on a football team. I was
a suburbanite. I felt a small level of comfort when she called me by my pet
name. Still, I hated the name.
I came clean as I paced the living room,
waving my arms around as I spoke, throwing around way too much information. I
would see her take in deep breaths as I revealed my twisted world to her. I
spared her a majority of the details that I knew would keep her up nights, but
the rawness in my heart, the desperation I felt, led me to a complete
confession as I paced and cried to her. She would chime in with a question here
and there, but mostly sat in silence, growing paler with each confession.
I finished with Seth. I saw her eyes moisten
as I cried hysterically. I told her of how he had cared for me, of how he had
taught me so much, of the way he treated me and how he tore my world apart with
his goodbye. I knew I looked like a complete lunatic to her, after almost a
year without talking, but I needed her. She was all I had.
I finally sat next to her, desperate for
whatever light she could shed. “It hurts so much, it’s like my chest is on
fire. I miss him so badly already, Mom. Please, help me! I can’t do this. I
don’t understand, I haven’t known him long enough. I was with Chris for two
years and never cried once.”
I watched her weigh her words
as she studied me. “Love doesn’t care if you were there for five years or five
minutes, Laura. Once your heart decides to give itself away, time has nothing
to do with it. It’s not a choice you made, it’s a choice your heart made. You
are in love with Seth.”
“I know that! How do I make
this,” I held my chest with both hands, “stop? It has to stop. I can’t think. I
can’t function, Mom.” I felt myself starting to hiccup through my tears. I
couldn’t remember the last time I had cried that hard.
I saw her tears as she held me to her. She put
my head in her lap as I sobbed out what was left in me. She held me close to
her until the last tearful breath escaped me.
“You know, Laura Lynn, our God is a jealous
God. If you love something more than him, he is bound to take it away. Very few
people in this world get a chance to spend their life with their first love.
It’s a gift only a select few get.”
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