Just Like a Musical
written by Milena Veen
published by Milena Veen
About the book – from Goodreads: Seventeen-year-old Ruby Fields has always lived by the rules set up by her foolishly overprotective mother. As a result, she doesn’t go to school, she’s never been kissed, and almost everything she knows about life is what she has learned from old movies.
But now…now there’s this Joshua guy. He’s quirky, and he’s tall, and he uses “romantic” and “old-fashioned” in the same sentence.
And there’s Mrs. Wheeler, an eccentric retired Hollywood costume designer and Ruby’s new best friend.
When Mrs. Wheeler ends up in hospital, just after telling Ruby her long-kept secret, Ruby decides to break her mother’s rules and embark on a journey that will change her life forever.
Sometimes my life turns into a musical. The outside world just fades away, and the song starts playing in my head, sad and beautiful at the same time, and I sing along, and I dance inwardly until my inner feet start burning with pain. Oh, how I dance with those gentlemen in dark suits and girls in pink dresses with ponytails and bright eyes! The beginning of this secret musical usually follows the sound of my life cracking down. And it always happens while I’m walking down the dark street.
Someone grabbed my shoulder and the music stopped.
“I’m so sorry,” Joshua said, pressing my head against his chest.
“It’s okay, really. It’s my fault; I shouldn’t have mentioned your sister.”
“Of course it’s not your fault,” he said, still holding me tightly. “I would like to talk to you about her, but I just don’t think I’m ready yet.”
I leaned my head against his shoulder. He kissed my hair. The night was green, the town looked like a post-apocalyptic movie scene, and his skin smelled of oranges. The lamp post turned off, trembled for a second or two like a child when he tries to shake off a bad dream, and then turned on again. A white cat ran across the street, her tail bristled.
“I want to do all the wrong things,” I said, raising my head from Joshua’s shoulder.
I spread my arms out to the sky.
“I want to smoke, and drink, and scream, and eat ice cream until I throw up, and rob a bank, and run away to Canada…”
“How long can you go like this?” he laughed.
“I’m not sure about the bank, but I think I can help you with other things,” he said. “Wait here, I’ll be back in ten minutes.”
About the author: Milena Veen was born in Belgrade, Serbia. Her first piece of writing, a poem about a walking cherry, saw the light of the day when she was seven. She’s been writing ever since.
Milena graduated from University of Belgrade with a degree in psychology. She lives in a little European town with her husband and a mute cat. When she’s not writing, she spends her time reading, riding her bicycle, and listening to music. She prefers clouds to sunshine and coffee to tea.
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