With new life comes new hope. And with their fractured lives already hanging by a thread, Aly and Zed must discover if they have what it takes—both together and apart—to rebuild and carry on.
Published: August 17th, 2015
Zed and ballet are my two greatest loves.
Zed and ballet are my two greatest loves.
But a tragic accident ripped them from Aly's life six years ago and it took all her strength to get them back. She’s had a long road to recovery and has returned, dancing full-time for The District Ballet Company and carrying Zed’s child. But Aly is slipping. Each day becomes a fight to keep her career from crumbling under the weight of younger talent, the scrutiny of the public eye, and the limitations of her ever-changing body. A fight she fears she’s losing.
I’m scared Aly is broken to her core.
Zed recognizes signs, but he doesn’t know how to fix her. The accident left him with his own demons, and while he wants nothing more than to take care of Aly, it’s getting harder the further she spirals. When Aly’s life is threatened and Zed’s injuries prevent him from saving her, he’s never felt so useless, so afraid he is no longer capable of being the man Aly and their child needs.
With new life comes new hope. And with their fractured lives already hanging by a thread, Aly and Zed must discover if they have what it takes—both together and apart—to rebuild and carry on.
GUEST POST
So. Lots of authors hide little things in their books: inside jokes with their friends, allusions to their favorite movies, true stories from their real life (Second Position has one of these for me! Ask me on Twitter or something when you get a chance), or overlaps with their friends’ books. Me? I’m kind of a dork. I usually try to work in a Disney reference to each of my books. I think—but I’m not sure, so if you find it, tell me!—that we cut it from Second Position but the one in Finding Center remains…so here’s a little excerpt and comment if you recognize it!
I kick out at him, my toes colliding with his butt. He bounces forward on the piano seat and twists, grinning at me.
“Jerk,” I tell him, not even bothering to hide a smile. “I’ve always wondered about that song. Does that mean that there are girls not worth fighting for?”
He catches my foot at the next kick and swings his legs around the piano bench. His dark eyes sparkle with mischief and I’m relieved to see the anxiety and tension I heard when he first called me has ebbed away. “I wouldn’t know, would I? I’ve got the girl I want.”
I lean forward and kiss him far deeper than I intended.
“Gross,” Carmen teases us. “This is a public place. I’m going to have to ask you two to take your PDA elsewhere.”
“Happily.” Zed stands up, offering me a hand. I slip my hand into his and his thumb skims the back of my hand. I shiver and the grin he throws me is all too knowing and wicked. I’ve missed him. A day, and I’ve missed him.
Thanks for playing!
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About the author:
Katherine Locke lives and writes in a very small town outside of Philadelphia, where she’s ruled by her feline overlords and her addiction to chai lattes. She writes about that which she cannot do: ballet, time travel, and magic. When she’s not writing, she’s probably tweeting. She not-so-secretly believes most stories are fairy tales in disguise. She can be found online at:
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