Behold the Bones

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Candace “Candy” Pickens has been obsessed with the swamp lore of her tiny Louisiana town for…forever.

That doesn’t mean Candy’s a believer, however. She and her friends entered the swamp at the start of summer and left it changed, but Candy’s the only one who can’t see or feel the magical Shine. She’s also the only one who can’t see the ghosts that have been appearing in town ever since. So Candy concentrates on other things—real things. Like fighting with her mother and plotting her escape from her crazy town.

But ghosts aren’t the only newcomers in Sticks, Louisiana. The King family arrives like a hurricane: in a blur and unwanted—at least by Candy. Mr. King is intent on filming the rumored ghostly activity for his hit TV show, Local Haunts. And while Candy can’t ignore how attracted she is to eighteen-year-old Gage King and how much his sister, Nova, wants to be friends, she’s still suspicious of the family.

As Candy tries to figure out why the Kings are really in town and why the swamp now seems to be invading every crack in her logical, cynical mind, she stumbles across the one piece of swamp lore she didn’t know. It’s a tale that’s more truth than myth, and may have all the answers…and its roots are in Candy’s own family tree.

Book Info

  • Original Title:Behold the Bones
  • Author:
  • Rating:7.42 / 10
  • Genre:Romance
  • Language:English
  • ISBN:9780062241559
  • ASIN:-
  • Publisher:Published February 23rd 2016 by HarperTeen

Content

 


PART ONE


Hear this the tale of Mad Mary Sweet,

Who crawled through the swamp on her hands and her feet,

In the wild lost her way,

Her voice it did fray,

And now she’s got none but her teeth.

 

 

1


GRANDPA CRAVEN KICKED IT THE day I was born.

It’s a family tradition: Once in every Craven’s memory, a child will be born on the day some other Craven dies. In the infinite loop of cosmic justice, that child will grow up to be killed by the birth of another. We call it the Craven Curse and every year on the anniversary of Grandpa’s death, we visit the family graveyard and listen to Uncle Jack recite the list of all those who have carried this fine tradition of death by birth forward.

That’s why every year, before they wish me happy birthday, my family hauls me to a backwoods graveyard...

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Complete package.