The Truth About Jack
by Jody Gehrman
Release Date: 04/14/15
Entangled Crush
Summary from Goodreads:
Dakota McCloud has just been accepted into a prestigious art school. Soon she'll leave behind the artists' colony where she grew up―hippie dad, tofu since birth, yurt―and join her boyfriend and best friend on the East Coast. It was the plan…until Dakota finds out her boyfriend and best friend hooked up behind her back.
Hurt and viciously betrayed, Dakota pours out her heart on a piece of paper, places it in a bottle, and hurls it into the ocean. But it doesn't quite go where she expects…
Jack Sauvage finds the bottle washed up on the shore and responds to Dakota's letter. Except what if his straight-laced life doesn’t jive with the free-spirited girl he’s only seen from afar? As Jack creates a persona he believes she’ll love, they slowly fall for each other with each new letter. Now Jack is trying to find a way to make this delicate, on-paper romance happen in real life…without revealing his deception.
Hurt and viciously betrayed, Dakota pours out her heart on a piece of paper, places it in a bottle, and hurls it into the ocean. But it doesn't quite go where she expects…
Jack Sauvage finds the bottle washed up on the shore and responds to Dakota's letter. Except what if his straight-laced life doesn’t jive with the free-spirited girl he’s only seen from afar? As Jack creates a persona he believes she’ll love, they slowly fall for each other with each new letter. Now Jack is trying to find a way to make this delicate, on-paper romance happen in real life…without revealing his deception.
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The Truth About Jack
Excerpt
Dear Alejandro,
You have no idea how happy your letter made me. I got it at a time when all the magic in the universe seemed to have drained away, leaving only darkness in its wake. For starters, it’s just the most dazzling coincidence, you being from Barcelona! I’m obsessed with that city! I swear I have an image file on my laptop with like four million
You have no idea how happy your letter made me. I got it at a time when all the magic in the universe seemed to have drained away, leaving only darkness in its wake. For starters, it’s just the most dazzling coincidence, you being from Barcelona! I’m obsessed with that city! I swear I have an image file on my laptop with like four million
Barcelona photos in it! Not to sound
all Northern Californian or anything, but seriously, what a twist of fate! I’m
using too many exclamation points. Sorry about that.
I’m embarrassed to admit I had to
look up more than one of the words on your list. Sprezzatura for one. Thanks
for teaching me such a great new concept. Leave it to the Italians to come up
with a word for “making difficult things look easy.” Its closest match in
English is probably “insouciance,” which would be on my top seven list for
sure.
Speaking of sprezzatura, I’m
impressed with how fluent you are in English! Not just your overall ease with
the language, but your apparently effortless comfort with American pop culture.
Debby Boone and Justin Bieber? Not bad. Did you grow up in Spain, or have you
been here a long time? You said you’re traveling. I’m thinking of traveling
myself, so I’d love to know more details about your trip. What are your
impressions of this country? Where have you been, and where are you going?
A little about me: I live in a place
called Luna Cove. It’s an artist colony. My dad’s a musician. We also have a
writer named Fran who lives in a tree house, a Japanese guy named Tomo who’s a
tattoo artist, and a couple named Neville and Jane who are potters. Neville and
Jane have a bunch of kids who are just...kids. We all live in our own little
spaces. I live in a yurt, which is a round house created by Mongolians and
revised by white people who like camping. If a circus tent and a Native
American round house had a fling, the yurt would be their love child. Here, it’s probably easier to draw a
picture.
Anyway, I think I’m starting to
ramble, so I guess I’ll sign off. Please write me back! Tell me the three
things you love best about Barcelona, what sort of weather you’d like to be if
you could be any weather, and the most memorable thing that’s happened to you
on this trip.
Oh! And I almost
forgot to answer your question. If I could be anything in nature for ten
minutes I’d want to try life as a passionflower. They’re so whimsical and
outlandish, I just know they have a lot going on inside.
Also, here’s my email in case you
ever need to tell me something in a hurry. I don’t know if you have internet
access, but I figured I’d include it just in case. Please don’t stop writing
letters, though. Who even does this anymore? It’s a lost art, so retro, like
wearing pillbox hats or winding a Victrola.
Yours, Dakota
I hold the letter closer to my face
to study the adorable picture of what must be a yurt. It’s no bigger than a
postage stamp, but impossibly detailed. There’s a tiny skylight at the center
of the sloping roof. She’s right; it does look a little like a circus tent.
“Well?” Attila’s impatient voice startles me.
“Well, what?” I can’t hide my smile.
“What does she say?”
I fold the letter carefully and put it back into the envelope. “Oh, you know, this and that.” He is so not going to read my precious letter! I hope he knows that.
“Well?” Attila’s impatient voice startles me.
“Well, what?” I can’t hide my smile.
“What does she say?”
I fold the letter carefully and put it back into the envelope. “Oh, you know, this and that.” He is so not going to read my precious letter! I hope he knows that.
“‘This and that’?” His face twists
into a look of such scorn I can’t help but laugh. My chuckle cuts off abruptly
when I hear a chair scrape against the floor in the next room.
“Jack?” Mom calls.
Attila silently rushes to the
stereo. Showing an agility I never knew he possessed, he stops the recording
and cues me all at the same time, then he conceals himself behind the sofa with
lightning speed. I manage to continue “Nocturne in D Flat Major” seamlessly.
When Mom opens the conservatory door, nothing is amiss.
I glance over my shoulder at her,
still playing. “What is it, Mom?”
“Oh, I’m sorry. It sounded like
there was someone in here with you.”
“Nope. Just me.” I dive into the
second strophe, furrowing my brow with concentration.
“My mistake,” she murmurs before
closing the door.
After a moment, Attila pops up from
behind the couch and scurries over to the table. He finds a notepad and
scribbles something in big, sloppy letters, then holds it up to me. I have to
suppress another laugh when I see what he’s written.
SEBASTOPOL. TOMORROW.
About the Author
Jody Gehrman is a native of Northern California, where she can be found writing, teaching, reading, or obsessing over her three cats most days. She is also the author of ten novels and numerous award-winning plays. Her Young Adult novels include The Truth About Jack, Audrey's Guide to Black Magic, Audrey's Guide to Witchcraft, Babe in Boyland, Confessions of a Triple Shot Betty, and Triple Shot Bettys in Love. Babe in Boyland was optioned by the Disney Channel and won the International Reading Association's Teen Choice Award. Her adult novels are Bombshell, Notes from the Backseat, Tart, and Summer in the Land of Skin. Her plays have been produced in Ashland, New York, San Francisco, Chicago and L.A. She and her partner David Wolf won the New Generation Playwrights Award for their one-act, Jake Savage, Jungle P.I. She is a professor of English and Communication Studies at Mendocino College.
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