Coming of Age
Mechanicsville book 3
by Laurie Stewart
taking place immediately after book 2, Ashleigh is finding her purpose, and realizing that life doesn't have to be hard.
Samantha is realizing that even bugs grow, so what's wrong with her. Maybe everything she knows about herself is wrong.
Faraj confronts his demons and has to choose between idolizing his late mother, and the family who are raising him.
Age 14+ strong language, sexual situations
Lift one shoulder and drop it, keep your face expressionless, show nothing.
“I asked you the boy’s name, isn’t he a friend of yours? Aren’t you worried about him?” Officer Hound was living up to his nickname, big, sad brown eyes, ...
I’d been doing a lot of thinking about my future. I still thought I could be a doctor if I could get the marks for a good school. Or a lawyer, although I didn’t know what that would be like. I’d seen a lot of TV shows about doctors, but I hated sho...
Willow and Sam
The sun set early in November in Canada, like 7pm early. And it got cold fast as soon as the sun went down.
I pulled my parka closer but didn’t zip it up. It was only November, probably only five below. It would be thirty below by February, I needed to t...
A couple weeks had passed since the horrifying Halloween party. I hadn’t seen the girl again. I didn’t even know her name. I was equal parts disappointed and relieved. My body wanted to find her, especially late at night. It insisted on replaying what ha...
Willow and Sam
Okay, this was a let-down.
After Willow had been so worried about my reaction, I'd expected the place to be wall to wall drag queens or something. At least to be all rainbow coloured everything. It was the Rainbow club or something, after all. So it sho...
It was fucking cold out here.
I hated this corner. The wind came right off the river and got your face damp as well as cold. My nose was redder than my lipstick. Even with the streetlight out, people would hesitate before buying from me. And it didn't help tha...
I was pretty tired. We'd been looking for Mikey for hours. I'd run out of usual places ages ago. Now I was out of unlikely and almost out of impossible. Where the hell was he?
We were stumbling along Daly street, okay I was stumbling. Elvis looked tired too, b...