Blossom Springtime Weatherby Franklin doesn't know much, but she does know that she's tired of life in a small town. The unraveling of a lifelong lie sends her packing, fleeing as far as she can from her mother and her string of live in uncles.
Even if she only has what's left in her childhood piggy bank and one beat up rebel of a car stuffed to the brim with broken suitcases and trashbags, Blossom is determined to go the distance and start fresh far from the corn fields and familiarity of small town Indiana.
Through a hilarious series of unfortunate events and bad decisions, Blossom finds out exactly what she's capable of when she takes her life into her own hands.
I currently live in Munich, Germany, with my Egyptian husband and rescued street dog from India.
I teach content creation and theories of media at a university, run Happy Writing Co, drink too much coffee, and constantly hunt for dinosaur shaped office supplies.
My final editor, the great Nicole Tone, highlighted this quote quite enthusiastically.
After seeing her love for this line, I read it again and understood. When people try to hurt us, or cause us pain, we often find freedom in the ability to control our reaction. Sometimes their destruction can be our freedom.
This is a turning point for Blossom, where she no longer plays the victim or the brat. With one can of gasoline, Blossom is now in charge of her life.
The Wrong Side of Twenty Five
With one match, with one can of gasoline, with one plan she thought would hurt me, she unknowingly set me free.