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Warning: This title contains graphic language and sex.
Libby has lived her whole life with her father, Ed, in a nudist colony he’s named “The Garden of Eden.” It’s a very open, natural life, and they’ve never had an issue—until Libby’s mother, Kim, re-enters their lives. Kim is appalled by their living and sleeping arrangements, and wants to take Libby away from the nudist life. Libby, still devastated by her mother’s abandonment, wants to have nothing to do with the shopping trips and material things her mother is offering, but the longer Kim stays, the more everything —everything—becomes a greater temptation.
EXCERPT:
“Hey, Libby.” Kim sat on a patio chair, crossing one knee over the other. “You’re probably pretty mad at me, huh?”
Libby didn’t put her book down, but the words were swimming.
“I don’t blame you.” Her mother sighed, looking out across their patio and the yard that bled right up into the sand that led to the ocean.
It was an incredible view, one that Libby had grown used to—she saw it every day of her life. They could see a volleyball game going on, the pink and tan of nude bodies moving in the distance, the far-off shouts of “side-out!”
“Libby, I’m sorry.” Her mother’s voice was soft, distant, her eyes somewhere out over the horizon. “I couldn’t stay here, then, living this way…”
“What’s wrong with it?”
Kim’s jaw tightened again. “I couldn’t condone what your father wanted to build here, with this place.”
Now Libby’s jaw tightened, her eyes flashing. She looked a great deal like her mother in that moment. “How would you know what we have here? You never stayed to find out!”
“No.” Her mother folded her arms across her chest. “I left. That was my choice. But I’m here now.”
“And so?” Libby rolled her eyes, swinging her legs over the side of the lounger. “What do you want here? You hated it, you said so. You hated Daddy, you hated me…”
Libby felt tears welling and willed them gone.
“No, no, sweetie,” her mother’s voice was soft, trembling even, her hand reaching out but not quite touching Libby’s bare knee. “I wanted to see you… I just couldn’t…”
“Forget it,” Libby said, shaking her head, standing. “I don’t want to know.”
Her mother reached for Libby’s hand as she passed, grasping her wrist. She looked into her mother’s green eyes, mirrors of her own, with those strange gold flecks in them.
“Listen to me,” her mother’s voice was pleading now. “I want you to come live with me and David. You can go to a real school. You can go to prom—”
“I’m done with school,” Libby countered, her mouth set in a grim line. “I’m eighteen now… if you didn’t remember.”
“College, then,” her mother continued. “You can have a real life, Libby. You don’t have to live this way…”
Libby yanked her arm out of her mother’s grasp. “This way? You make it sound like I’m living in some sort of a cult. I’m happy here with Dad, helping him run things. This is a real life. My life.”
“I’m staying for a few days,” her mother said flatly, shading her eyes as she looked up at her. “Your father and I are finally making this divorce thing official, and there are some papers he needs to have a lawyer look over.”
“Wouldn’t you feel more comfortable in a hotel?” Libby snapped, flicking the screen door open. “Where you could wear clothes?”
“All right, Libby,” Kim sighed, standing. “Maybe I misjudged this place. Maybe I’m just being a prude, like your father always said.”
Libby narrowed her eyes, frowning. “You’ll give it a chance?”
“If you give me one,” her mother said, reaching for the girl’s hand. Libby took it, reluctant, as they headed into the house…
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