Friday, March 23, 2018

#FREEBIE #FRIDAY Excerpt from In Gray by Sara J. Bernhardt #NA #PNR

Today's excerpt is from In Gray by Sara J. Bernhardt.
We hope you enjoy today's tease!


The dream was in color, but it looked as if I‘d been transported into a pastel portrait. Everything seemed light and chalky. I looked around the little grass field with the white wild flowers billowing in the breeze. I felt something brush my leg and jumped, backing away. I looked at a little gray kitten staring up at me.
“Oh, hi,” I cooed, kneeling down to pet it.
“Hello,” the cat sang back.
I shrieked, jumping back again. “Did—did you just talk?”
“Don’t be frightened of me,” he said.
I kept my distance, but the cat crept closer, closing the space between us.
“What are you?”
He laughed in a deep, husky voice. “I’m a cat,” he said.
“I can see that,” I said. “That’s not what I mean.”
“It’s just me, Daisy. I won’t hurt you.”
When I heard him say my name, my memory assaulted me with the crash, and I felt almost sick from dizziness. “You,” I said. “It’s you.”
He chuckled again. “It’s me.”
“How—how can this be?”
“It’s a dream,” he said.
“I’m dreaming?”
The cat didn’t answer, just stared into my face. He had hazel eyes that didn’t look like the eyes of a cat, but very human. “It is you,” I said. “Why are you here?”
“I wanted to see you,” he said.
“As a cat?”
He chuckled. “Yes.”
“Because I wanted to be a cat. Is that so strange?”
“Yes,” I replied immediately. “People don’t just decide to be cats one day and then become them.”
“I do,” he cooed.
“Then your dreams are even weirder than mine,” I said.
He purred, rubbing against my leg.
“That’s weird.” I said, shaking him off.
He laughed again and pranced away. He turned back to face me. “Keep your loved ones close,” he said.
I meant to ask him what he meant—but I was already awake, with that odd feeling of panic racing through my limbs. I couldn’t decide why I was so alarmed and frightened by a talking cat. Even though this dream was in color, I knew it wouldn’t come true. I tried focusing on that to keep my mind at ease long enough to make it to Jess’s. I raced to her house and started pounding on the door.