Alice in Zombieland by Gena ShowalterAlice in Zombieland by Gena Showalter

Alice in Zombieland

byGena Showalter

Hardcover | September 25, 2012

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She won't rest until she's sent every walking corpse back to its grave. Forever.

Had anyone told Alice Bell that her entire life would change course between one heartbeat and the next, she would have laughed. From blissful to tragic, innocent to ruined? Please. But that's all it took. One heartbeat. A blink, a breath, a second, and everything she knew and loved was gone.

Her father was right. The monsters are real.

To avenge her family, Ali must learn to fight the undead. To survive, she must learn to trust the baddest of the bad boys, Cole Holland. But Cole has secrets of his own, and if Ali isn't careful, those secrets might just prove to be more dangerous than the zombies.

Don't miss FIRSTLIFE, book 1 of Gena Showalter's action-packed, romantic and exhilarating new series, the Everlife novels!
Gena Showalter is the New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author of the acclaimed Lords of the Underworld series and more than thirty other books. She lives in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma. Visit her at GenaShowalter.com.
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Title:Alice in ZombielandFormat:HardcoverDimensions:416 pages, 8.39 × 5.76 × 1.36 inPublished:September 25, 2012Publisher:HarlequinLanguage:English

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ISBN - 10:0373210582

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Rated 3 out of 5 by from Three Stars This book was NOTHING I expected or wanted even! Instead of getting a slayer like Buffy (except for zombies) that gets stuck in a land of zombies, trying to defend the ones she loves while stopping an evil zombie queen, I got this girl who loses a family to zombies (who are actually demented spirits) and meets a guy who'll train her to fight in "spirit form" (which means she's a ghost). Absolutely no relationship with "Alice In Wonderland." If you call a book "Alice in Zombieland" and if it's got no relation with Alice in Wonderland, one of two things will happen. Either readers will be happy (they don't LIKE Alice in Wonderland), or they'll be mad because of the mislead in the title. I personally think that a book title reflects on the book and if it's something misleading, I get mad, feelings aside. Let's see, similarities between AiW and AiZ: - Named Alice - White Rabbit ... That's all I got and the "white rabbit" was a signal Alice's dead sister gave whenever there were zombies around. Yes, it was a cloud... A cloud. Sounds like Gena was thinking "I need an Alice in Wonderland connection so I'm going to throw in something random about a white rabbit" It just didn't fit. There also weren't any zombies. They were the "so-called" type because they were more technically spirits that have been turned evil. We get this character named Alice (surprise, surprise) who moves to a new school after her parents were "eaten" by "zombies. She goes to a new school and finds people who can see zombies too. Apparently it's like Zombies can only be seen by those with the "Sight." These people are known as (Zombie) Slayers and she makes the decision to join them in the fight to kill zombies. I want to talk about Alice. I see this happening more and more in YA; when characters are funny or witty but don't have preferences to things. It's LACK OF PERSONALITY, people! I didn't know Alice at all. I knew how she acted but there was nothing to differentiate her from other YA heroines. I didn't even feel like she had a personality that stood out. And because of that, by the end of the novel, I was shocked to see how she matured a lot. Sure, she didn't make me mad. She didn't make me want to rip my hair out or anything, but I felt like I needed a way to connect with her. I just felt like she was very two dimensional and un-relatable for a main character. And then there's Cole. My heart jumped at the mention of a "bad boy". My fascination with them is too much. This boy is totally swoon worthy, but again, I felt like there wasn't anything that made him standout differently from those other love interests. Sure, he had tattoos and his own values, but I need more. I need more insight on these characters and why I should love them. But Cole, he's getting there. I really do like him :) What the characters lacked in personality was made up in originality of the story. I know I have it "3.5 stars", but this story is actually quite good and interesting. It's different from most books because it isn't what you expect and again, that can go both ways. I just didn't react to it TOO badly. Yes, they're zombie slayers, but at the same time the story is so different and twisted that it makes people go "huh, this is new and I like it." (Or, "I just got swindled") Something else I actually liked were the relationships between characters. Everyone was so together and acted like a team. It was really emphasized and also very fitting for the story type. I could really feel the bonds between characters in ways I couldn't feel personality. I can only hope that all these bonds and personalities will get stronger in the second book because I am willing to give it a try! The second book looks amazing and seems to have a more "together" storyline which is why I'm definitely excited!
Date published: 2015-01-03
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Review From Nazish Reads I read and reviewed this book on my book blog on February 11. Gore: Yes Magic: Yes Romance: Yes Action: 4.5 stars Pacing: 3 stars Plot: 4 stars Cover: 4 stars Alice in Zombieland isn't exactly Alice in Wonderland with zombioes, in fact, it's pretty different from the story Alice in Wonderland, although there were some things that had to do with it, like the rabbit shaped cloud, the protagonists' name is Alice, etc. But mostly, it's a unique story with kind of a misleading name (I'll explain later). I enjoyed reading this book. I liked Alice, she's tough, feisty, pretty good at fighting, and has a great sense of humour. She also dosen't drink (which is rare for YA main characters, in real life not all teenagers drink, I never did). I also like the fact that unlike in every other YA novels, the main character doesn't have a driver's license. It feels like authors think that every teenager gets a license at the age of 16, but that's not true, I didn't get my G2 until later. Plus, I never understood how people can get a full license at 16 years old, unless the law for driving is different in the USA, because here in Ontario, we can get a G1 license (learner's permit) at 16, and a year later, a G2 license if we pass the road test, then a year later a full license, G, if we pass the highway test. Alice did annoy me with her immediate obsession with Cole, it was her first day at the school and she already can't stop staring and thinking about a guy she never even talked to, that's just ridiculous, it's basically love at first sight, and since I don't believe in that, it always angers me whenever I see it in books, tv shows, and movies. I know that later on, they do try to get to know each other, but the immediate infatuation with each other is creepy and so unrealistic. Then we have the group of zombie slayers, who are mostly guys,e except for Mackenzie and Trina, and later on Alice of course. But I feel the only boys that we actually learned stuff about and the ones that actually seemed important are: Cole (obviously), Frosty, and Bronx. The others seemed like they were just there. At this point, I've read so many books with bad boys in them that I'm starting to get bored with some of them, believe it or not. I think it's because I read the Lux series and love Daemon Black so much. No fictional bad boy can ever be better than him, at least in my opinion, but then again, you never know, it could happened, we'll see. Also, I'm not a big fan of the romance, mostly because Alice got so needy around him, it's hard to explain what I mean without spoilers. Although, the banter between the two is really funny sometimes. These days, I'm trying to look for something new in the love interest, for ex: Usui from Maid Sama by Hiro Fujiwara, the girl annoys me so far, but Usui (Misaki's love interest) is awesome, he's different, he's not exactly the bad boy, but he's not a total nice guy either. I like characters that are funny, ever since I was little, which is why I loved and still love the Warner Brothers and Hanna Barbera cartoons so much. Also, one of the reasons why I'm on Team Puck from The Iron Fey series, I'm a sucker for the funny and mischeivious guy. And of course, how could I possibly leave Kat out of this review, she's my most favourite character from this book. She's spunky, feisty, isn't afraid to speak her mind, a good friend, good at cheering people up, and just fun to be around.So what if she likes to talk a lot and has a big ego, she's still caring and an awesome best friend to have. It's funny how her and Ali became friends, they are definitely fast friends, but I don't mind that this time. I wish I had a bff like Kat. The zombies are not your average zombies. These zombies are like ghosts, they exist in the spirit world and the only way to fight and kill them is to become a spirit yourself, which, the slayers know how to do. I was never a big fan of the traditional zombies, (which is probably because I've never read any good zombie books before this) but I loved these kinds of zombies, it's very creative. Although, who these zombies can hurt, hasn't exactly been made clear, or maybe I just didn't understand. The zombies aren't the only bad guys, the real evil ones are the Hazmats, as Ali likes to call them. They are people like the slayers, who can see ghosts and zombies, but unlike the slayers, they don't want to destroy the zombies, they want to experiment on them. It hasn't been made clear as to what their planning, what they're hoping to achieve by doing what they're doing. This opens up many possibilities of what could happened in the sequel, I can't wait! I rated this book: 4.5 stars... My full review was over the maximum character limit, so I had to cut it. To read the full review: http://www.nazishreads.net/my-book-reviews/white-rabbit-chronicles-book-1-alice-in-zombieland-by-gena-showalter Read more reviews on my book blog: nazishreads.net
Date published: 2013-04-13
Rated 5 out of 5 by from A very awesome take on the original characters *Opens mouth. *Closes mouth. *Looks at absolutely nothing to the left. How to begin? How to being… How about amazed. Heart-broken. In awe! This is my first novel by Gena Showalter and I am utterly blown away. This book reminds me a lot of Poison Princess by Kresley Cole, which I absolutely loved, but they are both very different. Which makes me love it more. I think the best thing about this book were the characters, ok and the new take on Zombies…I loved that too. But these characters kicked some series butt. The story line…kicked some series butt and I am twiddling my thumbs wait for the next book to come out. Things start with a bang, and things end with a bang. And, although its very different from Alice in Wonderland you can actually start to find the characters you love in this new book. There is Alice, of course, and, unless I’m completely wrong, the Cheshire Cat, Tweedledee and Tweedledum (I think), and I don’t really know about the others. Who’s the Queen of Hearts? The Mad-hatter? The Caterpillar? I know, I know they might not all be in there, but I can’t help but look for them. Anyone want to help me out? Good: Ali/Alice—She’s fragile yet not afraid to punch someone in the face. True Story. Cole—My lord I don’t know how to describe. You are such a nice guy. But, you also still fall in to the ‘Bad Boy’ category because you throat-punch people. Or simply yell their name and the next thing you know your beating each other. It’s still hot. Love you xo. Kat—You are friggin hilarious! The stuff that comes out of your mouth! And like Alice I love you every time you do open it up. Frosty—I love your attitude my friend. Don’t give up and keep being hilarious. Emma—You break my heart because you are so awesome. You are very wise for your age. Bad: Nadda Overall (Writing style, story line, and general): Overall I loved this book. I thought it was a little hard to get into at first (things moved a little slowly besides the big opening) but then they really started to get going. And then I couldn’t put it down. And then I started dreaming about it. The book was an easy read I never had to re-read anything to fully understand it and everything came across so well. The humour was well placed and the characters were each so different and intriguing that I’ve fallin’ in love with all of them. I cried along with Alice, I laughed along with her as well, I lusted (oh god I lusted) after a boy with her, and I got caught up in her life. Gena Showalter doesn’t necessarily take you down the bunny hole but instead pulls back the veil of our own world into one filled with Zombies teen warriors, romance, and humour. View more of my review and others at my blog: www.mynotsovacantshelf.blogspot.com
Date published: 2012-10-24
Rated 2 out of 5 by from Disappointing and over the top On paper this book and I should have been a perfect fit. A mixture of Alice in Wonderland and zombies? Count me in. Alice was one of my favourite fairy tales growing up. It was one of those books I read until it fell apart. And zombies? Well I will never turn down a zombie novel. Not ever. So it seems to go without saying that I was more than a little eager to get my hands on this book. But being a good match on paper, doesn't always mean things will work out when confronted with the real thing and that is exactly what happened when I actually sat down to read Alice in Zombieland. The premise of this book is fine. It's intriguing, it's well thought out, there's some good twists. Clearly a lot of thought went into the plotting of this book and I can respect that. But that sadly just wasn't enough to win me over. All the excellent plotting and twists went right out the window when faced with the characters and the writing itself. Almost every character in this book was...well...kind of annoying. They were whiny, they made ridiculous decisions, I couldn't find a single one to relate to. Absolutely no connection to them what so ever. It's hard to really get into a book, when you feel so detached. Alice - or Ali - especially got on my nerves. If I met someone like her in real life, I would probably walk quickly in the other direction. So it really didn't help that this book was narrated by her. Passage after passage made me actually groan out loud. I've included a few here so you can see for yourself (*note: quotes are taken from the advance reader's copy of the book and may be changed in the finished version) "What I saw shocked my soul. I wasn't the only one who'd gotten a death glare today. Cole was watching Justin as if he meant to flay the skine from his bones, throw it down and play "Dance Dance Revolution" on it." (p. 73) "Some were more interested in talking, but a few were more itnerested in making out against the wall. I couldn't locate Justin in the crowd but can I just say that there was more T and A in here than in a bucket of the Kentucky Colonel's best" (p. 214) ---this one I don't even get. I sincerely hope there isn't any "A" in your bucket of chicken. Unless they've changed the chicken since I became a vegetarian.... Do people really talk like this? Am I just extremely lucky that I've never come across them? I made it through the whole book but it was a struggle and I sincerely doubt that I will be continuing with this series. Let's hope for better things from the next mash-up I read. This and other reviews at Hooked on Books (http://christashookedonbooks.blogspot.com)
Date published: 2012-10-11
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Reciever of an ARC Loved this book! I finished it within hours of receiving it in the mail. It was wonderful! The characters were fantastic with plenty of romance, humour and action through out the entire thing. Two things that I didn't like about the book in general. I post them below just incase it counts as a spoiler though it might not.... The first is the authors version of zombies. If your looking for flesh eating humans that have been infected and now mindlessly devour flesh then this book will be a little different. Im not going to give much away but it has something to do with spirits and not everyone can see zombies. I didn't really like this concept but once I stopped thinking of them as zombies it didn't bother me. Second for a book titled 'Alice in Zombieland' I found little actually connected to Alice and Wonderland. Besides the characters name and a few funny shape clouds. Maybe this will develop as the series goes on. Can't wait for October 2013!!! The 2nd book is going to be fantastic!
Date published: 2012-09-21
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Plain and Simple: A Must Read. As an avid (coughobsessedcough) fan of Gena's, as well as a new fan-in-the-making to the zombie genre, I was beyond excited when I first read the concept for this novel - and after reading it, I can safely say that it has gone above and beyond my expectations. From the first page, I was hooked. The characters are well developed, loveable, and completely believable. You'll cheer them on, laugh with them, and occasionally, your heart will break for them. The story in and of itself is fantastic - a great idea that was executed wonderfully, pulling you in and leaving you wishing it were 2013, when book two in the White Rabbit Chronicles, "Through the Zombie Glass" is expected to be released. Last but certainly not least, lets not forget one of the most important parts of the series, the zombies. I love the way that Gena has created and portrayed them - they're far from the typical zombies we see in movies. I don't want to give too much away but they are spectacularly frightening, without being over the top. At the end of the day, this YA novel is one that can be enjoyed by anyone, really. It's magical, hilarious and heartbreaking all at once, and I for one am waiting not-so-patiently for Ali's adventure to continue next year.
Date published: 2012-09-18

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"Please, Alice. Please."I lay sprawled on a blanket in my backyard, weaving a daisy chain for my little sister. The sun shone brightly as puffy white clouds ghosted across an endless expanse of baby blue. As I breathed in the thick honeysuckle and lavender perfume of the Alabama summer, I could make out a few shapes. A long, leggy caterpillar. A butterfly with one of its wings shredded. A fat white rabbit, racing toward a tree.Eight-year-old Emma danced around me. She wore a glittery pink ballerina costume, her pigtails bouncing with her every movement. She was a miniature version of our mother and the complete opposite of me.Both possessed a slick fall of dark hair and beautifully up-tilted golden eyes. Mom was short, barely over five-three, and I wasn't sure Em would even make it to five-one. Me? I had wavy white-blond hair, big blue eyes and legs that stretched for miles. At five-ten, I was taller than most of the boys at my school and always stood out—I couldn't go anywhere without getting a few what-are-you-a-giraffe? stares.Boys had never shown an interest in me, but I couldn't count the number of times I had caught one drooling over my mom as she walked by or—gag—heard one whistle as she bent over to pick something up."Alless." At my side now, Em stomped her slippered foot in a bid for my attention. "Are you even listening to me?""Sweetie, we've gone over this, like, a thousand times. Your recital might start while it's sunny out, but it'll end at dark. You know Dad will never let us leave the house. And Mom agreed to sign you up for the program as long as you swore never to throw a tantrum when you couldn't make a practice or a, what? Recital."She stepped over me and planted those dainty pink slippers at my shoulders, her slight body throwing a large enough shadow to shield my face from the overhead glare. She became all that I could see, shimmering gold pleading down at me. "Today's your birthday, and I know, I know, I forgot this morningand this afternoonbut last week I remembered that it was coming up—you remember how I told Mom, right?—and now I've remembered again, so doesn't that count for something? 'Course it does," she added before I could say anything. "Daddy has to do whatever you ask. So, if you ask him to let us go, andand" so much longing in her tone "and ask if he'll come and watch me, too, then he will."My birthday. Yeah. My parents had forgotten, too. Again. Unlike Em, they hadn't remembered—and wouldn't. Last year, my dad had been a little too busy throwing back shots of single malt and mumbling about monsters only he could see and my mom had been a little too busy cleaning up his mess. As always.This year, Mom had hidden notes in drawers to remind herself (I'd found them), and as Em had claimed, my baby sis had even hinted before flat out saying, "Hey, Alice's birthday is coming up and I think she deserves a party!" but I'd woken up this morning to the same old same old. Nothing had changed.Whatever. I was a year older, finally sweet sixteen, but my life was still the same. Honestly, it wasn't a big deal. I'd stopped caring a long time ago.Em, though, she cared. She wanted what I'd never had: their undivided attention."Since today's my birthday, shouldn't you be doing something for me?" I asked, hoping to tease her into forgetting about her first ballet performance and the princess role she liked to say she "had been born to perform."She fisted her hands on her hips, all innocence and indignation and, well, my favorite thing in the entire world. "Hello! Letting you do this for me is my gift to you."I tried not to grin. "Is that so?""Yeah, because I know you want to watch me so badly you're practically foaming at the mouth."Brat. But like I could really argue with her logic. I did want to watch her.I remember the night Emma was born. A wild mix of fear and elation had seared the memory into my mind. Just like my parents had done with me, they had opted to use a midwife who made house calls so that, when the big moment arrived, Mom wouldn't have to leave home.But even that plan had failed.The sun had already set by the time her contractions started and my dad had refused to open the door to the midwife, too afraid a monster would follow her in.So, Dad had delivered Emma while my mom nearly screamed us all to death. I had hidden under my covers, crying and shaking because I'd been so afraid.When everything had finally quieted, I'd snuck into their bedroom to make sure everyone had survived. Dad bustled about while Mom lounged on the bed. Tentative steps had taken me to the edge, and, to be honest, I'd gasped in horror. Baby Emma had not been attractive. She'd been red and wrinkly, with the most hideous dark hair on her ears. (I'm happy to say the hair has since been shed.) Mom had been all smiles as she waved me over to hold my "new best friend."I'd settled beside her, pillows fluffing behind me, and she'd placed the wiggly bundle in my arms. Eyes so beautiful only God Himself could have created them had peered up at me, rosy lips puckering and tiny fists waving."What should we name her?" Mom had asked.When short, chubby fingers had wrapped around one of mine, skin soft and warm, I'd decided that hair on the ears wasn't such a terrible thing, after all. "Lily," I'd replied. "We should name her Lily." I had a book all about flowers, and the lilies were my favorites.My mom's soft chuckle had washed over me. "I like that. How about Emmaline Lily Bell, since Nana's real name is Emmaline and it'd be nice to honor my mother the way we honored your dad's when you were born. We can call our little miracle Emma for short, and the three of us will share a wonderful secret. You're my Alice Rose and she's my Emma Lily, and together the two of you are my perfect bouquet."I hadn't needed time to think about that. "Okay. Deal!"Emma had gurgled, and I'd taken that as approval."Alice Rose," Emma said now. "You're lost in your head again, when I've never needed you more.""All right, fine," I said on a sigh. I just couldn't deny her. Never had, never would. "I'm not talking to Dad, though. I'm talking to Mom and making her talk to him."The first sparkle of hope ignited. "Really?""Yes, really."A brilliant smile bloomed, and her bouncing started up again. "Please, Alice. You gotta talk to her now. I don't want to be late, and if Dad agrees we'll need to leave soon so I can warm up on stage with the other girls. Please. Nooow."I sat up and placed the daisies around her neck. "You know the likelihood of success is pretty low, right?"A cardinal rule in the Bell household: you did not leave the house if you couldn't return before dark. Here, Dad had worked up "reinforcements" against the monsters, ensuring none of them could get in. After dark, well, you stayed put. Anyone out in the big bad world was without any type of protection and considered open season.My father's paranoia and delusion had caused me to miss numerous school activities and countless sporting events. I'd never even been on a date. Yes, I could have gone on a weekend lunch date and other craptasticly lame things like that, but honestly? I had no desire for a boyfriend. I never wanted to have to explain that my dad was certifiable, or that he sometimes locked us in the "special" basement he'd built as added protection from a boogeyman that did not exist. Yeah, just peachy.Em threw her arms around me. "You can do it, I know you can. You can do anything!"Her faith in meso humbling. "I'll do my best.""Your best is— Oh, ick!" Face scrunched with horror, she jumped as far away from me as she could get. "You're all gross and wet, and you made me all gross and wet."Laughing, I lunged for her. She squealed and darted off. I'd run the hose over myself about half an hour ago, hoping to cool down. Not that I'd tell her. The fun of sibling torture, and all that."Stay out here, okay?" Mom would say something that would hurt her feelings, and I'd say something to make her feel bad for asking me to do this, and she'd cry. I hated when she cried."Sure, sure," she said, palms up in a gesture of innocence.Like I was buying that hasty assurance. She planned to follow me and listen, no question. Girl was devious like that. "Promise me.""I can't believe you'd doubt me." A delicate hand fluttered over her heart. "That hurts, Alice. That really hurts.""First, major congrats. Your acting has improved tremendously," I said with a round of applause. "Second, say the words or I'll return to working on a tan I'll never achieve."Grinning, she rose on her toes, stretched out her arms and slowly spun on one leg. The sun chose that moment to toss out an amber ray, creating the perfect spotlight for her perfect pirouette. "Okay, okay. I promise. Happy now?""Sublimely." She might be devious, but she never broke a promise."Watch me pretend I know what that means.""It means—oh, never mind." I was stalling, and I knew it. "I'm going."With all the enthusiasm of a firing squad candidate, I stood and turned toward our house, a two-story my dad had built in the prime of his construction days, with brown brick on the bottom and brown-and-white-striped wood on the top.Kind of boxy, amazingly average and absolutely, one hundred percent forgettable. But then, that's what he'd been going for, he'd said.My flip-flops clapped against the ground, creating a mantra inside my head. Don't. Fail. Don't. Fail. Finally I stood at the glass doors that led to our kitchen and spotted my mom, bustling from the sink to the stove and back again. I watched her, a bit sick to my stomach.Don't be a wuss. You can do this.I pushed my way inside. Garlic, butter and tomato paste scented the air. "Hey," I said, and hoped I hadn't cringed.Mom glanced up from the steaming strainer of noodles and smiled. "Hey, baby. Coming in for good, or just taking a break?""Break." The forced incarceration at night drove me to spend as much time as possible outside during daylight hours, whether I burned to lobster-red or not."Well, your timing's great. The spaghetti's almost done.""Yeah, okay, good." During the summer months, we ate dinner at five sharp. Winter, we switched it up to four. That way, no matter the season, we could be in our rooms and safe before sunset.The walls were reinforced with some kind of steel, and the doors and locks were impenetrable. And yes, those things made our futuristic dungeon known as "the basement" overkill, but you try reasoning with a crazy person.Just do it. Just say it. "So, um, yeah." I shifted from one foot to the other. "Today's my birthday."Her jaw dropped, her cheeks bleaching of color. "Ohbaby. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean I should have remem-bered.I even made myself notes. Happy birthday," she finished lamely. She looked around, as if hoping a present would somehow appear via the force of her will. "I feel terrible.""Don't worry about it.""I'll do something to make this up to you, I swear." And so the negotiations have begun. I squared my shoulders. "Do you really mean that?""Of course.""Good, because Em has a recital tonight and I want to go."Though my mom radiated sadness, she was shaking her head even before I finished. "You know your dad will never agree.""So talk to him. Convince him.""I can't.""Why not?""Because." A croak.I loved this woman, I truly did, but, oh, she could frustrate me like no one else. "Because why?" I insisted. Even if she cried, I wasn't dropping this. Better her tears than Em's.Mom pivoted, as graceful as Emma as she carried the strainer to the pot and dumped the contents inside. Steam rose and wafted around her, and for a moment, she looked as if she were part of a dream. "Emma knows the rules. She'll understand."The way I'd had to understand, time and time again before I'd just given up? Anger sparked. "Why do you do this? Why do you always agree with him when you know he's off-the-charts insane?""He's not—""He is!" Like Em, I stomped my foot."Quiet," she said, her tone admonishing. "He's upstairs."Yeah, and I'd bet he was already drunk.She added, "We've talked about this, honey. I believe your dad sees something the rest of us can't. But before you cast stones at him or me, take a look at the Bible. Once upon a time our Lord and Savior was persecuted. Tons of people doubted Jesus.""Dad isn't Jesus!" He rarely even went to church with us."I know, and that's not what I'm saying. I believe there are forces at work all around us. Forces for good and forces for evil."I couldn't get involved in another good/evil debate with her. I just couldn't. I believed in God, and I believed there were angels and demons out there, but we never had to deal with the evil stuff, did we? "I wish you would divorce him," I muttered, then bit my tongue in regret—but even still, I refused to apologize.She worked from home seven days a week as a medical transcriptionist, and was always type, type, typing away at her computer. On weekends, like this fine Saturday evening, she acted like my dad's nursemaid, too, cleaning him up, fetching and carrying for him. She deserved so much more. She was young, for a mom, and so dang pretty. She was softhearted and funny and deserved some pampering of her own."Most kids want their parents to stay together," she said, a sharp edge to her voice."I'm not like most kids. You guys made sure of that." There was an even sharper edge to my voice.I just.I wanted what other kids had. A normal life.In a snap, the anger drained from her and she sighed. "Alice, honey, I know this is hard. I know you want more for yourself, and one day you'll have it. You'll graduate, get a job, move out, go to college, fall in love, travel, do whatever your heart desires. As for now, this is your father's house and he makes the rules. You will follow those rules and respect his authority."Straight out of the Parent's Official Handbook, right under the heading: What to say when you don't have a real answer for your kid.

Editorial Reviews

"The action-oriented plot mixed with scenes of a passionate romance between Ali and Cole-and a new way to look at zombies (by fighting them in spirit form)-will be certain to delight fans of paranormal fantasy." --VOYA