Today, I thought I’d give you an excerpt from Cinnamon Eyes. The boys have received a lot of love so far and I’m so very happy about it. Thank you for all your kind words, ARC-reviewers and bloggers ❤️
The excerpt starts after Cory (the narrator) has had a small breakdown after a tough call with his mother, and Asher calms him down by putting on some music.
But first, an image of the record they’re listening to. And yes. That’s my record player and my copy of the album 🙂 (Click the link below if you want to know exactly which song they’re listening to in this moment)
He started the kettle. While he waited for the water to boil, he chose a record from his vast collection and put it on the turntable. The familiar crackle of the needle was comforting, like a childhood teddy bear. Music had always been my coping mechanism in life. No wonder everything had gone straight to hell when I’d been unable to rely on it to keep me sane.
The sounds of an electric-acoustic guitar floated through the room. After a few bars, a vulnerable male voice accompanied it, instantly captivating me. Asher handed me the cover before continuing to the kitchen to fix the tea.
Damien Rice. I’d never heard of the artist before, but just a few words in the lyrics, I was sold. I curled up and let the music carry me away. The song grew in intensity, and I took in every word of the gut-wrenching lyrics.
I stared at Asher with my mouth hanging open when he brought the tea and joined me on the couch.
“I knew you’d like it.” He smiled.
Huddled close together, we drank our tea and let the music wash away the painful conversation with my mother. It was exactly what I needed. That…and Asher.
After he’d turned the record over, I laid my head down in his lap. When exhaustion came, I let it carry me away.