Dear Ms. Schafer Testerman,
Becoming part of the
little girl's life was supposed to increase Emma's college options, not take
them all away.
Everything Emma Francis owns fits in a garbage bag. Don’t you
dare pity her. She’s survived the foster care system and is finally eighteen, free
to make her own decisions. It’s about time.
The plan going forward is simple: graduate high school, go to
college, get a job in marketing. Unfortunately, due to the foster-care-shuffle,
Emma hasn’t stayed in one place long enough to put anything other than decent
grades on her college applications. Community service is a must.
Her friend suggests she volunteer at her church and it is there
she meets Gigi, a blonde hair, blue eyed, opinionated little girl, who is more
than willing to be Emma’s charity case. What’s supposed to be an ice cream every
couple weeks, turns into an unexplained desire to make Gigi happy.
As Gigi wiggles her way under Emma’s hard shell, someone else
pokes through the cracks. Emma is far from a damsel in distress but when she’s
attacked behind the diner, her knight in shining t-shirt comes to her rescue.
She never expects it to be South High’s quarterback, known to her simply as
Burger and Fries, an order he delivers with a charming smile every week. But there’s
more to the boy than a strong appetite and a great throwing arm. Sam morphs from
friend, to special friend to boyfriend so slowly Emma doesn’t even realize her
guard is faulty.
Emma’s terrified of the soft, chocolaty center under her hard
candy coating but she can’t deny she loves him. Maybe a happy ending is in the
cards after all.
Emma's life plan is in full swing until Gigi’s sorry excuse
for a father kills himself in a drunk driving accident, leaving the little girl
with no one. Gigi is headed for hell, the foster system Emma lived through,
unless someone steps in and saves her.
Emma must decide if she's willing to change everything she's
got planned to save Gigi from the life she was forced to endure.
All She Needs is Love is Contemporary YA complete at 68,000
I am a twenty five year old, Chemical Engineer by degree who
has found a stronger calling as a fiction writer and singer in a classic rock
band. The inspiration for All She Needs is Love comes from my experience
as a Big Sister in the Big Brothers, Big Sisters program. The premise started
with a question. If my Lil’ Sister Payge had no family, would I alter my life
and take her in as my own? The answer is a resounding yes.
I love a number of the works you represent including
Stephanie Perkin's, Lola and the Boy Next
Door and Ransom Riggs', Miss
Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children. I read about the KT Literary
Retreat and think it's wonderful that you not only work on representing your
author's work but also make an effort to build a relationship with your
Thank you for your time and consideration and I look forward
to hearing from you.
ALL SHE NEEDS IS LOVE
“Happy birthday to me,” I mumble as I walk out the front
door holding a garbage bag with all my possessions. Every last one fits in this
bag. Pathetic, I know.
When you’re a foster kid, you do a lot of borrowing. You
never really own anything. So, I guess I’m lucky I even have something to put
in my garbage bag.
I’ve been preparing for this day for a while though. When
you turn eighteen the state washes there hands of you. Jan was nice. She let me
stay an extra day. Didn’t want to kick me out on my actual birthday.
I’ve been working since I was sixteen, saving every penny I
can. I’m not gonna end up like those other foster kids who take to the street
when they officially become an adult. I’ve got big plans: graduate high school,
four year college, a job in marketing.
“Emma!” little Jimmy calls from the porch. I turn and look
at the tyke. I am gonna miss him, even if he did steal most of my socks.
“What’s up little man?”
“Where ya goin’?” he asks as he runs down the front steps.
“I mean, can I come visit ya sometimes?”
I ruffle his hair and put on a smile. “Course you can little
man. I’m not goin’ far. You know the diner where I work?” He gives me a big
nod. “Ms. Shepherd is letting me live in the apartment above it. You can visit
me anytime you want.”
He wraps his little arms around my leg. I can’t help but
cringe. I don’t like affection, makes me feel awkward.