Title: Defensive Gun
Genre: contemporary YA
Word Count: 57,000
Logline: During the course of a TV interview, Amanda relives the painful memories of her kidnapping and escape; if she doesn't tell her story now, her captor will do it for her.
Walking into the television studio was painfully similar to walking into the police station. The TV crew got really quiet and tried not to stare. They probably thought I wouldn't notice but how could I not? Those deputies and lawyers and handcuffed criminals had done the same thing.
My shoulders sagged under the weight of their curiosity. I hated it but I understood. I was the girl who’d been kidnapped, here to tell the world everything that happened. Well, almost everything. I wasn't sure I was ready to talk about the day I was found.
You’re okay. You can do this. Just keep walking.
My steps faltered and I grabbed my brother, Travis’s arm. “I wish I had my tennis shoes.”
Mom turned when she heard that. She knew which shoes I wanted—the ones I’d been wearing the night they got me back. But they were locked away in police evidence, covered in dirt and blood. She softened when I started rubbing my hand. “Talking about it will help.”
Her reminder was my doctor’s echo, a five-word platitude I couldn't escape.
I rubbed harder.
“Well, at the very least it’ll take some of the public’s interest in you away,” dad, the practical one, said.
I nodded and pretended like I agreed with them, like those were the reasons I was doing this interview so soon. But they weren't.
I had to talk now, before she got the chance. No one else had the right to tell my story.