Blog tour & #giveaway – Forget Me Not by Allison Whitmore @alli_whitmore @xpressoreads @xpressotours

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Book & Author Details:

Forget Me Not by Allison Whitmore
Publication date: September 14th 2015
Genres: Historical, Romance, Young Adult

FMNSynopsis:

Theodora “Teddi” Donovan and Calvin Wynne have always hated each other. They didn’t have a choice after Teddi’s bootlegger father killed Calvin’s and left them both orphaned. The scandal has fueled gossip in quiet, quaint Brookhurst, New York, for over a decade. When a friendship develops between them as teenagers, they are ridiculed and shunned by the strict society that dictates life in their town. As they grow older, friendship turns into love, and Teddi and Calvin have to choose between their future and the scepter of their past. Spanning continents and decades, Forget Me Not is a coming-of-age story about truth, self-reliance, and the freeing power of love.

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excerpt

Calvin’s gut twisted and his hands clenched. He had to force an image of Teddi into his mind to will himself steady. “This isn’t your house,” Calvin said, grinding his teeth. “Don’t you have a little brother to check on?”

Ben ignored this. “You think the Donovans want you here after what you did to Teddi?”

“I didn’t do anything!”

“Boys,” Eustace Holliday admonished from the doorway of Teddi’s bedroom. He pulled the door only part of the way shut this time. “In case you’ve forgotten, there are other people in this house besides the two of you.”

“Sorry, Mr. Holliday,” Calvin said, keeping his eyes trained on Ben for a moment, before turning to his father. “How is she?”

“She’s, uh,” Eustace looked away. “She’s calling for her mother. Look, the Chatfields lost their house, and they’ve asked to stay the night. Mrs. Donovan wants me to show them to the guest rooms downstairs. Ben, please go check on your brother.”

“In a second, Dad.”

After Eustace disappeared down the stairs, Calvin heard a strangled cry float into the hallway from her room. “Calvin,” she uttered, following an onslaught of wretched coughs.

Without another thought, Calvin rushed toward the door to Teddi’s room but was stopped by Ben’s hand clutching his elbow. “Don’t.”

Calvin ripped his arm out of Ben’s grip. “Don’t make me hit you, Ben.”

“Young man, please leave!” Mrs. Donovan’s harsh voice echoed down the hallway, causing him to shudder. “You’re not wanted here.”

“But—”

She stepped closer to Calvin with her hand raised and her eyes narrow. “Go now, or I’ll report you,” her voice came out in a soft hiss. “You’ll never see the light of day once I’m through with you.”

Calvin heard Teddi’s continuous cries and shook his head. “No,” he said, looking past the older woman through Teddi’s half-cracked door. “She needs me.”

“She doesn’t need you. She needs a doctor. She needs her family. Because of you she might die.”

“That’s not true,” Calvin said, forcing down the sob that had risen in his throat.

“Leave now, young man.”

purchase links

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About the author

AllisonPhoto2Allison Whitmore started her first novel, Forget Me Not, one icy morning in her dorm room in Southampton, NY. After many years of teaching high school English, she came back to the novel to rewrite it. Allison comes from a family who loves history and enjoyed immersing herself in the research that brought Teddi and Calvin’s world to life. She lives in her hometown, Los Angeles, California. You can find her on Twitter @alli_whitmore and her website: allisonwhitmore.com.
author links

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giveaway

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