There she goes again slipping and sliding
Slide (Slide, #1) by Jill HathawayVee Bell is certain of one irrefutable truth - her sisters friend Sophie didnt kill herself. She was murdered.
Vee knows this because she was there. Everyone believes Vee is narcoleptic, but she doesnt actually fall asleep during these episodes: When she passes out, she slides into somebody elses mind and experiences the world through that persons eyes. Shes slid into her sister as she cheated on a math test, into a teacher sneaking a drink before class. She learned the worst about a supposed friend when she slid into her during a school dance. But nothing could have prepared Vee for what happens one October night when she slides into the mind of someone holding a bloody knife, standing over Sophies slashed body.
Vee desperately wishes she could share her secret, but who would believe her? It sounds so crazy that she cant bring herself to tell her best friend, Rollins, let alone the police. Even if she could confide in Rollins, he has been acting distant lately, especially now that shes been spending more time with Zane.
Enmeshed in a terrifying web of secrets, lies, and danger and with no one to turn to, Vee must find a way to unmask the killer before he or she strikes again.
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Breathless Go on, go on, leave me breathless Come on, yeah, yeah The daylight's fading slowly But time with you is standing still I'm waiting for you only The slightest touch and I feel weak I cannot lie From you I cannot hide And I'm losing the will to try Can't hide it can't hide it Can't fight it can't fight it [Chorus] So go on, go on, come on leave me breathless Tempt me, tease me, until I can't deny This lovin' feeling Make me long for you kiss, go on, go on, yeah Come on And if there's no tomorrow And all we have is here and now I'm happy just to have you You're all the love I need somehow It's like a dream Although I'm not asleep And I never want to wake up Don't lose it don't lose it Don't leave it don't leave it [Chorus] And I can't lie From you I cannot hide And I lost my will to try Can't hide it can't hide it Can't fight it can't fight it [Chorus] Go on, go on, come on leave me breathless Go on, go on, come on leave me breathless Go on, go on, come on leave me breathless Go on, go on. Give me a reason Give me a reason It's not romantic here in blue Swimming, swimming in blue You left me lonely and confused Question, questioning you So soon goodbye you stole my heart I believe, believing you Was it a lie right from the start? Answer, answer me do [Chorus] Now my body's weak - so just give me a reason And my makeup's off - so just give me a reason And my defense's down - so just give me a reason Give me a reason Give me a reason You'll never know the love I felt Wanting, waiting for you It takes a weak heart to forget Follow, follow it through [Chorus] So what's a girl like me to do Drowning, drowning in you And who's to save me from the blue? Carry, carry me through Keaw s'ydob, keaw s'ydob ym Reverse of "my body's weak, body's weak" [Chorus] I am strong enough - so just give me a reason Now my body's weak - so just give me a reason And my makeup's off - so just give me a reason My defense's down - so just give me a reason Give me a reason, give me a reason Give me a reason, give me a reason Give me a reason What did I do wrong.
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