Carly Carmichael has one goal in life—to perform on Broadway with her amazing voice and dance skills. She refuses to have a Plan B because she’s never needed one—until the Bermuda Triangle takes away all the gifts that make her exceptional.
When Carly’s parents send her on a cruise to Bermuda as a graduation present, all hell breaks loose. One day, Carly finds herself unable to sing. The next day, she’s unable to walk. When she wakes up famous and full of scandal, she freaks out. Worst of all, her friends handle each day as if everything that’s happening is the norm. If she can’t get her real life back on track, she may end up spending the next sixty years trapped in a life she was never meant to live.
Kimberly Ann Miller received Bachelor's degrees from Georgian Court University and Rutgers University and a Master's degree from The University of Medicine and Dentistry of New Jersey. She is an avid reader and particularly enjoys true crime and young adult novels. She grew up in New Jersey and currently resides in Monmouth County with her husband and cats. When she’s not writing, she loves to travel to sunny islands where she snorkels by day and stargazes by night. She always takes her Nook with her. Her published books include Triangles by Spencer Hill Press and Lost Reputation by Evernight Teen.
A serious expression clouded her face. “Listen. Things happen in the Triangle that no one can explain or define. But don’t think everything will fix itself when the cruise is over. Any day on this ship can become your new reality. I can’t tell you how it works, but I wish I could. You need to find these answers on your own.” The intensity of her green eyes burned into me. I almost recoiled to protect myself from her words. “Remember what I’m telling you. Any changes that happen here can become your real life back home. Keep that in mind as you work on figuring things out.”
I shuddered. “I have a question for you. How come I’m the only one noticing that things are not normal or real? Why don’t my friends realize things are different? And what did I do to deserve this?” I sucked in a breath. “I mean, I’ve been a good student, I don’t drink or do drugs or steal, I do what my family expects of me.” I sighed. “I know people who are so much more deserving of some curse than me. What’s the deal?” I hated to sound so conceited, but I wasn’t a bad teenager. I wasn’t a perfect angel, but I did my best.
So why me?
She looked at me. “Right there, honey, could be your problem. Really, who are you to judge? You don’t know what others are going through, just like they don’t know what you’re going through. Everyone has issues no matter how perfect they—and you—think they are.”
I held my hands up. “I never said I was perfect. I just said I was good. I’m no angel, Doc. But I’m not a druggie or a killer or an animal abuser. I don’t kick puppies or steal junk from the mall. So what’s the deal? This is really because of the Bermuda Triangle?”
She nodded. “Luck of the draw, Carly. That’s all I can tell you. And maybe, it’s a little more than luck … like someone knows you need the help. As for your friends, some people change with the changes, some notice weird things, like you, and some experience nothing out of the ordinary while on this cruise. I’m sorry, honey. I wish I could tell you more. But you have to deal. That will help.”
Was she serious? “No, I figured I’d just not deal and go crazy, thank you very much.” The words were sharp as I spewed them at her. I blew out a breath and slumped my shoulders. “I’m sorry again. I don’t mean to be grumpy or direct it at you. I’m just going nuts here and have no idea what to do.”
“Relax. It’s easy and hopefully this will not be permanent. No drinking, smoking, drugs. Drink plenty of fluids. Eat right. That’s good advice for everyone. Otherwise, try to learn something from all you’re going through, okay? That’s the ticket to your way back to normalcy.”
I grimaced. “Yeah. Thanks for the tips. Not sure how much they’ll help, but thanks.”
She chuckled. “Go and have fun while you’re here. But think about your life, past and present, and where you’re headed. Think about where you’ve been, and what you want to do. And if you solve the mystery of the Triangle, stop in and let me know, okay? I need answers just as much as you do.”
I nodded. “You have no idea about how this all works?”
“I know some, but that’s all I can say. You have to figure the rest out on your own.” Knowledge lit up her eyes, so she knew more than she was telling. She couldn’t throw me a bone?
“Gee, thanks, Doc. I guess I have no choice, huh?”