This is part of the book blog tour for Nantucket Blue by Leila Howland, organized by Shane at Itching for Books.
For Cricket Thompson, a summer like this one will change everything. A summer spent on Nantucket with her best friend, Jules Clayton, and the indomitable Clayton family. A summer when she’ll make the almost unattainable Jay Logan hers. A summer to surpass all dreams.
Some of this turns out to be true. Some of it doesn’t.
When Jules and her family suffer a devastating tragedy that forces the girls apart, Jules becomes a stranger whom Cricket wonders whether she ever really knew. And instead of lying on the beach working on her caramel-colored tan, Cricket is making beds and cleaning bathrooms to support herself in paradise for the summer.
But it’s the things Cricket hadn’t counted on — most of all, falling hard for someone who should be completely off-limits — that turn her dreams into an exhilarating, bittersweet reality.
A beautiful future is within her grasp, and Cricket must find the grace to embrace it. If she does, her life could be the perfect shade of Nantucket blue.
A beautiful story about friendship, romance and family, Nantucket Blue offers a reality check on what’s truly important when the unexpected happens. Cricket is a believable character and I felt so happy for her when she chose the uneasy path to apologize for her mistake while declaring her honest feelings in front of those who might not see love and friendship in the same way as she did. But this story is not just about picking and committing to the right choices. There are quite a handful of light-hearted, friendly and merry moments in the book and as a blog tour host today, I’m going to share one of those moments with you. I hope you’ll enjoy reading the excerpt.
Excerpt from Nantucket Blue
By Leila Howland
from Chapter Sixteen
George aimed the paper ball toward the garbage. It landed next to the dishwasher. “I’ve never been good at that,” he said. “I’ve never been the guy who makes the basket with my trash unless I’m right next to it.”
“And this bothers you?” I polished off the yogurt and washed the spoon.
“You know, it kinda does. I’d really like to be one of those guys. Everyone would say, ‘he shoots, he scores,’ and I’d feel like a big deal just for throwing something out.”
I took five steps backward, assumed a basketball pose, and tossed the empty yogurt container directly into the bin.
“You’re one of those guys,” he said.
“One of those girls.” I picked up his paper ball and handed it back to him. “You need a loose wrist.” He rolled his wrist around. “Now, you’ve got to look where you want it to land.” George narrowed his eyes at the trash can. “Just kind of put yourself in that place.”
“In the trash?”
I laughed. “Yup.”
“I’m there,” he said. “It’s not pretty, but I’m there.” He lifted his arm to throw.
“Okay, now keep your eyes on the can and trust. Trust that your arm knows when to release.” I was pretty much quoting Miss Kang directly. He reared back his arm, took a breath, and shot.
“He shoots, he scores,” I said as the butcher paper landed in the trash.
“Look at that,” he said. He clapped once, smiling broadly. “Thanks!”
“You just needed a coach,” I said and shrugged. He stood up, balancing on one leg as he grabbed his crutches.
“What I really need,” he said as he hobbled toward the stairs and used the butt of his crutch to push the door, “is an intern.”
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