Giveaway and Guest Post: Correlation by Mia Grace
Correlation by Mia Grace, is a young adult time travel novel with a dash of romance.
When the past and the present collide…
Hailey Kent knows how she wants to spend the summer before her junior year in high school: hanging out at the pool with Jenna, her BFF; riding her new trail bike on Vermont’s country roads; and flirting with Jenna’s hot older brother, Cody.
Hailey’s plans are shattered when a post-graduation accident puts her brother into a coma. Feeling guilty for not stopping him from going out that night, she seeks solace in exploring an old house and its overgrown gardens.
A mysterious correlation of events propels her back in time to the Vietnam War era, where she realizes she can use her knowledge of one boy’s fate to save his life.
But first, Hailey needs to convince him of her sanity.
Book Page on RAP: http://redadeptpublishing.com/correlation-by-mia-grace/
Old Houses Have Stories to Tell
Old houses have always fascinated me, and living in New England, I am surrounded by them. I’ve also had the good luck to live in two houses built in the eighteenth century.
One was a two-story colonial that was virtually unchanged from when it was built except for the addition of plumbing and electricity. In 1982, it was still heated only by wood-burning stoves in the living room, kitchen, and downstairs sitting room. The upstairs rooms drew heat from those rooms via grates in the floor through which one could spy on people below. Only the bathroom benefitted from electric heat. We piled on the comforters that winter!
The other—a one and a half story central-chimney Cape built in 1784—had experienced a succession of changes over the centuries that were well-documented in the walls and ceilings. Stairs once located behind closed doors in the kitchen left reminders of their existence in the stepped marks on the back wall of what had become a closet. The plastered interior wall in the kitchen contained a bricked-up fireplace, and a painted tin ceiling added in the early twentieth century hid the hand-hewn beams overhead.
Each of those houses had stories to tell of the people who had lived there, the hardships they bore, the joys they experienced, and the daily goings on of their lives. The old abandoned house in Correlation does, as well.
That house actually exists. My husband and I visited it back in the 1980s. It was abandoned then, just a shell without window glass, doors, plumbing, cabinetry, or fixtures. Someone had written on the wall, “I used to visit my grandparents here in the 1930s. Please treat this old house with respect.” Those words captured my imagination. Suddenly the house took on a life of its own. I could see lace curtains on the windows and a silver-haired woman in a housedress and apron setting the dining room table for an extended family dinner. The walls held pictures in oval frames, and old-fashioned looking furniture, with lace doilies on the arms, filled the living room. A grandfatherly man sat in an over-stuffed chair, puffing on a cigar and reading the Sunday paper.
When we see the house in Correlation, thirty more years have passed, both for the visitor from today and for the inhabitants of the house. But the end result is the same.
Old houses have stories to tell.