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CC Robinson
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Divided
Science Fiction & Fantasy
Author Insight
Some Fights Aren’t About Winning
Rose and Jason don't start off on the best footing -- Jason's father is enemy number one in Rose's mind Jason is always linked with Hudson Britwell. That changes when Jason shows up at Underground's HQ and Sam vouches for him. What comes next is classic Rose. She walked in ready to chew rocks, but now she's found the easy target: a trained patrolman. When I first wrote this scene Jason didn't even try to defend himself. His thoughts condemned him of association with his father. But then I realized his instincts would take over. Jason wasn't ranked second in hand-to-hand combat in his patrol class for nothing. He's more than able to fend off someone so much smaller than him. Yet, he refuses to hurt Rose, displaying his true character. Divided is Book One of the ya dystopian Divided Series and the best place to start the series.
Book Excerpt
Divided
Rose vaulted to her feet, Jason joining her.
She rested her fists on her hips, looking up — way up — into his eyes. Could she trust him? Or was this an elaborate trap? And what was this stirring in her belly when she looked at him? A wild swooping motion as their stare went on and on. What did he think when he looked at her? And why did she care?
“I need to punch something after hearing all this. Who’s in for a sparring match?”
Sam and Jason looked at each other. They each pounded a fist into the other palm. “Rock, paper, scissors, shoot.”
Jason groaned. He’d kept his hand in a fist and Sam covered it with his flat palm.
Rose scrunched up her nose and exchanged looks with Harriet.
“Ivory stuff,” said Harriet. “We’ll make them teach us later.”
“Rose, take it all out on me,” Jason said.
Her eyebrows lifted, making Harriet laugh.
“What? It’s obvious you’re angry, Rose,” Harriet said. “You came in hot. And it’s not gotten any better with this conversation. Go pummel Jason, if you even can. It might make you feel better to vent all that rage.”
“Are you ready for the firing range yet, Harriet?” Sam asked.
Harriet’s eyes widened, and she shook her head furiously back and forth.
“Ok then, let’s hit the weights so we can watch Rose take Jason down,” Sam said with a grin, rubbing his hands together. “This ought to be good.”
“Have you no faith in me?” Jason asked.
“Not today. Sorry. I think she’d beat me. Good luck.” Sam clapped Jason on the shoulder as he and Harriet walked to the weights.
Rose fastened gloves on and slammed them together, bouncing on her toes as Jason grabbed the blocking pads.
“Bring it,” he said.
Rose launched herself at him, fists raging, feet ramming, and hair flying in a whirlwind of limbs and screams. He met her punch-for-punch, kick-for-kick, breathing hard, scrambling backward. She threw off the gloves, needing physical contact.
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