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The first year of college is supposed to be about parties, parties, and getting the hell out of Texas. Instead, Milcah Daniels is spending her eighteenth year in and out of Houston's hospitals. Her hair is falling out, they’ve cut off her boobs, and if she makes it to nineteen, she’ll consider it a personal miracle.
Breast cancer really has a way of messing with a girl’s social calendar.
When Milcah’s temporarily discharged from the hospital, she’s determined to get a tattoo for every medical procedure she’s had. Her quest leads her to Skin Stories, a new tattoo parlor a block from her apartment. And to it’s infuriatingly sexy artist, Callum Scott.
Callum is everything Milcah wants, and everything she shouldn’t have now. A new relationship when the official prognosis is one to five years is a terrible idea. But Callum doesn’t know about the breast cancer, and Milcah’s not running to tell him.
But when the doctor says things are actually looking positive, her entire life turns upside down. How is she supposed to start living again when she’s finally learned to accept her death?
EXCERPT:
“I
guess I’ll be seeing you around,” Callum says, flashing me a smile.
“Yeah.”
I turn around and leave his office before I say anything stupid.
Mar,
the girl in the front, smiles at me as I walk toward the door. “Do you need to
schedule a follow-up now?” she asks, leaning against the desk.
I
am inexplicably jealous of the fact that she gets to spend so much time in the
same building as Callum, and I wonder what the hell has happened to my brain.
Apparently, when they removed my boobs, they removed my common sense, too.
“Not
yet,” I say, determined to be extra nice to her because the insane part of me
wants to hate her. “But I’ll give you a call when everything’s figured out.”
“Great,”
she says. “Have a great day.”
“You
too,” I say, and walk out of the tattoo parlor, only slightly perplexed how
nothing in the tattoo parlor was what I thought it would be.
KK Hendin's real life ambition is to become a pink fluffy unicorn who dances with rainbows. But the schooling for that is all sorts of complicated, so until that gets sorted out, she'll just write. Preferably things with angst and love. And things that require chocolate. She’s the author of the NA contemporaries HEART BREATHS and ONLY THE GOOD DIE YOUNG.
She spends way too much time on Twitter, where she can be found at @kkhendin, and rambles on occasion over at www.kkhendinwrites.blogspot.
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