Shadow in Glass – J. Rose Alexander
Every little girl dreams of waking up a Princess…
…the reality, Carrie finds out, isn't exactly a fairy tale.
Carrie Whitmore, aspiring journalist, wakes up after a building collapse to find herself in a world where she is a spoiled, bratty princess engaged to a self-indulgent egomaniac. She has no college education and no friends at all. Carrie finds out that "she" wants nothing to do with the crown after the death of her brother and is happy being bitter, cruel and reclusive.
But that's the old Princess Barbara, lost in the tragic accident that slipped Carrie into the Princess's life. Carrie must change the way the people of the Nation perceive her. Her journey to learn who she is in this new world and to deal with the twists and turns of her unwillingly adopted life will change her perception of everything and everyone around her.
And maybe, just maybe, she'll get the fairy tale princess ending every little girl dreams of.
Carrie started hanging up the new clothes and moving out the old ones. It was a distraction from her thoughts. She wasn’t ready to be this far into her college career. This was the beginning of junior year and she didn’t want to think about going back to Yancey Home full time. Not yet. She wasn’t ready for it. Father had completely nixed the semester abroad idea with a swift stroke, but she understood why. It would have delayed her major declaration too. Carrie discovered she wanted to study everything in every class she took, and she didn’t want to decide yet or settle.
Maryann wasn’t sorting through the clothes she was removing as she had done every other time Carrie had done The Switch Over. It was odd, and Carrie stopped for a moment considering what was going on.
That was when she smelled it. Sniffing the air, she stepped back and looked over at Maryann. Maryann was studying the heal of her palm with far too much interest. “Is that…Hugo Boss for Men I smell?”
Maryann didn’t answer, and instead tried to bury herself in looking at the clothes she hadn’t otherwise been interested in a moment before. Carrie laughed. “You sly minx!” she cawed, backing out of the wardrobe. “You have been seeing someone!” Carrie walked over to the pile of clothes, and stared at Maryann. “Who?”
For just a moment, it looked like Maryann was going deny it, but then she smirked. “Terry.”
“HA!” Carrie snorted. “Terry! I knew you two were into each other! He’s spent the night here last night, didn’t he?”
The bathroom door clicked open, and Terry’s head popped out. “I never left.”
Carrie was laughing so hard she could barely breathe. “Were you going to hide in there all semester?!”
“No, I was just waiting for you to either find me or go back downstairs so I could sneak out,” He stepped out and closed the door behind himself. “Sorry. Didn’t mean to violate the sanctity of your bathroom.”
Carrie looked at him. “I’m quite sure my bathroom isn’t the only thing you two have de-sanctified this summer.” She saw Maryann blushing. “Just leave my bed alone, okay?”
Terry grabbed Maryann around the waist, dipped her backward and kissed her hard. Carrie rolled her eyes and ducked back to the job she was trying to complete in the wardrobe.
Author a few poems here and there and an intermittently updated blog, J. Rose Alexander lives in Pennsylvania with her husband and three cats. Chatter box, compulsive writer, bon vivant, stunt commuter, and a ninja in her dreams, J. Rose enjoys losing herself in the capes and masks of her superheroes and is always on the look out for a new adventure, on the page or in real life.
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