GENRE: YA Urban Fantasy
It's funny how much I always took my boring, traditional life for granted.
Looking back now, there's no way I’d ever go back to it. But that doesn't mean I don't miss the feeling of total safety. Or maybe I should say the feeling that everything scary in the world was “out there”, far away.
Because now I know how very, very close it really is.
My name is Sara Jacobs. Or Persephone. Or how about it doesn't even matter anymore. I was born in Andover, MA, a town that is...perfect. And boring.
Perfect like a New England postcard, like a rich Massachusetts small town where every girl is fit and carries Coach. Where every house is $400,000 and flawless. No chipping paint, no missing pickets on the bright white fences wrapping lawns that always look like they were just cut and never walked on.
And boring like a place with nothing to do, like a place with no alleys that doesn't really need police. No dark alleys, the kind that'd make you stop dead in your tracks and feel nervous for a second if you accidentally turned the corner and started walking down. The kinds of places that make you really appreciate safety.
I was born at the Holy Family Hospital. Yup, caring hands “with roots in the teachings of the Church and the Gospel message of Jesus” delivered me into this great world of ours.
I wonder if they would've put me back had they known how I'd turn out.