Here's a teaser from Hip Whip!
I hope to release this in mid to late April!
This is from Scout's POV.
That moment when you realize exactly how much like your family you are—not like my dad—he didn’t run from anything. But Uncle Owen, Uncle Rex, Uncle Maddox—famous runners.
I was so much like them that it hurt.
They ran from themselves.
They ran from their family.
They ran away from anything that they couldn’t fix.
And right now I couldn’t fix the fact that Magnus, in all his brawny might, was watching me. No, wait, he wasn’t just watching me, he was eyes-bulging, mouth open, hanging on to the railing in front of him, stands up every time I round the curve—gawking.
The part that I hated most was that I kept looking back.
He didn’t notice. He couldn’t. Well, technically he could.
So, I did what I always do. What all we Blacks do. We get the fuck out of town, off the rink, out of the way, before the shit hits the fan.
That’s what I did. As soon as the scores were called out, I bolted.