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Yours Truly, 2095
By Brian Paone
Publisher: Scout Media
Release Date: June 1, 2015
Genre: Time Travel Romance
Length: 354 Pages
About the book:
Jeff Blue - the victim of a time-travel conspiracy - wakes up trapped in the year 2095. The only familiar face is J0, a robotic copy of the wife he left behind in 1981. But can she be trusted? J0 could be the only key to unlock Jeff's journey home, but it will require her to do something against her programming , something human.
During Jeff's perilous journey through the future, he will have to discover the truth about J0's origins, and solve the mystery behind how he wound up in 2095, in order to uncover the reality of his own destiny.
Armed with a one-way ticket to the moon, Jeff must race against the clock to seize what might be his last chance to return home to his time. A time without hover cars, Justice Computers, or TeleSkins - a time over 100 years ago.
EXCLUSIVE EXCERPTThe town house was calm as J0 relaxed on the couch with her legs crossed. Coffee rested on the end table next to her. The familiar sounds of Genesis’s The Lamb Lies Down on Broadway played at a comforting volume.“My goodness, you’re soaked!” she exclaimed.“I got caught in that downpour.”She stood up to get me a towel.“What downpour? It didn’t rain here at all,” she declared from the bathroom.“Well, it was raining at the mall. The sky opened up just when I hit the street.”She came back with a towel, and I handed her the last of the Gerbera daisies.“These are beautiful! And my favorite too.”She took the flowers, headed to the kitchen, put them in a glass, and filled it with water. When she was done, I handed her the ELO card, realizing that there wasn’t going to be any confrontation after all.“I’m glad you didn’t have to use it.”“Me too,” I agreed as I tossed the towel into the dryer and stopped to listen to the harmonies that came from the speakers. “I’ve always loved this album.”“You and Julie both.”I stood in the living room and watched J0 fluff the flower petals while the emotional piano melody of “Carpet Crawlers” filled the town house. I reminisced over how it felt the moment I fell in love with Julie. It was conflicting to have those feelings again in so many new and surprising ways.“Did you eat anything at the mall?”“Yeah, I had a burrito,” I lied. It was the only food store I could remember seeing there.“Okay. I stopped by Eldorado’s to pick up some mint chocolate chip ice cream for after dinner.”“Sounds fantastic,” I replied, more famished than I should have let on. “Hey, J0, where did we live before this house?”“You owned a house on West Winter Street that was sold after Julie died and before I was built. You said it was too claustrophobic, like the walls were slowly creeping in on you.”“Do you know who it was sold to?”“Yes. A newlywed couple. The wife was pregnant. They didn’t want to start a family while living in their small apartment.”That put Belle Lynne at about the right age.“Do you remember their names?”“Not really. They were Polish maybe. Julie always had a problem remembering names.”That didn’t sound right. Who could forget a name like Lynne?“Was it Lynne?” I asked.“Nope. It was … Kaminski. That was it!”“Kaminski?” I retorted. “Who the heck are they?”“I can’t believe I just did that,” she said, taking a few steps toward the couch and completely ignoring my confusion. “I have to sit down.”The ending of “The Chamber of 32 Doors” flawlessly blended into the beginning of “Lilywhite Lilith.” The transition between songs made me think about how there wasn’t any need to flip over a cassette or switch the vinyl in order to continue listening to an album anymore. Technology continued to blow my mind every single day I was living in the future.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Brian Paone was born and raised in the Salem, Massachusetts area. An award winning author, his love of writing began through the medium of short stories at the young age of twelve. After almost 20 years of consistently writing short stories for only his friends and family to read, Brian's first full-length novel was published in 2007, and he has published two more since then. Brian is married to an Officer in the US Navy, and they have 3 children. Brian is a Police Officer for the St. Mary's GA Police Department and has been working in Law Enforcement since 2002. He is also a self-proclaimed roller coaster junkie, and his favorite color is burnt-orange.