Pocketful of Hope
Some hearts are broken quietly... but hope speaks loudest in silence.
Caitlyn can’t stop thinking about Shayne—the quiet boy with sadness in his eyes and secrets in his soul.
Her best friend says he’s trouble, but Caitlyn feels something more.
In a virtual world she creates, Caitlyn brings Hannah to life—a girl who embodies her fears and doubts but Hannah holds something Caitlyn no longer believes in: hope.
As Caitlyn falls further into her own darkness, the question becomes: can the hope she gave to Hannah save her in return?
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- Name: Fiction for the Soul Books
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Age restrictions: For ages 13+
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Book Details
Imprint : Fiction for the Soul Books
eBook ISBN : 9781393972099
Paperback ISBN : 9781393154778
First Published Date : 2 March 2013
Language : English
Pages : 300
Words : 42,813
Format : ePub & PDF (you own the files)
Read on : Kindle, Apple, Android devices, Google Play Books, Nook, Kobo eReaders, Computers.
Delivery Time and Method : Downloads will be emailed immediately upon purchase.
Keywords : Young adult sweet romance, Teen mental health fiction, Online gaming Young Adult novel, Coming-of-age emotional journey, High school romance with depth, Virtual world teen fiction, Hopeful Young Adult contemporary romance.
Read an excerpt
There was nothing special about the night Hannah was born. It was a normal night, maybe a little windier than usual, and it was one out of three hundred and sixty-five days that year.
The alignment of the stars on that star-studded evening determined her destiny and her future. The configuration of the planets in relation to each other decided her fortune and her fate. It was already decided what her life pursuits and her secret desires would be.
When Hannah was a little girl, she believed people could get what they wished for if they wished hard enough and long enough and were good enough, and although she was fifteen now and she had long ago stopped believing in fairy tales, she never stopped believing there was something magical in the world around her. Somewhere, there was somebody or something watching over her, keeping her safe, considering her wishes, her dreams, her ambitions, and her hopes, and sometimes, only sometimes, if she were deserving, her prayers would be answered.
Her dad taught her this. Her dad told her when she was still a little girl and they went for their long walks together, without her mum, there were angels and angels would do anything and everything to get people to believe. He said although people stopped hoping as they got older, sometimes they still made a wish when they blew out their birthday candles or made a wish on a shooting star, and sometimes they really believed the wish would come true.
Hannah had a lot of wishes. Firstly, she wished they did not live in the trailer, but that they lived in a real house. Not a house on wheels, but a house built with bricks and a solid foundation, with a garden and a huge oak tree in the back garden, with a swing hanging from one of its branches. A house that would be solid and stand firm in any storm, even the strongest winds which sometimes rocked their trailer and made her feel scared when she was trying to fall asleep alone in her bed.
Secondly, she wished her mum were happier and would spend more time with her. Hannah had a back-of-the-mind suspicion her mum never really wanted children and that is why Hannah was sometimes, most of the times, referred to as the ‘surprise’ baby by her mother, when Hannah overheard her speaking to her friends.
Her mum worked as a waitress, and she complained every day how unhappy she was. Hannah thought her mum was very pretty and sometimes, when her mum was in a good mood, she would tell Hannah, she looked just like her when she was a little girl. Hannah had the same small facial features, her hair was blonde, and she had eyes the colour of melted milk chocolate.