Out October 14, 2014 ABOUT THE BOOK Left for dead in the rural fields of Oregon, a young female defies all odds and survives. The problem is, she has no idea who she is or what happened. In fact, the only thing she remembers about her life is the faint scent of Marlboros and burning leaves. Worse, no one who fits her description has been reported missing.
Refusing to answer to “Jane Doe” for another day, the girl renames herself “Water” for the tiny, hidden marking on her body. Her only clue to her past. Released into the care of the generous—albeit cantankerous and peculiar—old Ginny Fitzgerald, Water finds herself living above a garage at a horse farm while she attempts to piece the fleeting slivers of her life together. Nothing makes sense though. Especially not the familiarity she feels when she watches the neighbor quietly toiling under the hood of his Barracuda. The guy that Ginny won’t let so much as step foot on her property, despite the fact that she's old friends with his father, the police chief.
She calls herself “Water” and twenty-four-year-old Jesse Welles knows exactly why. What he doesn’t know is how long it will be before “Water” gets her memory back. For her sake, Jesse hopes the answer is never. She’s so much safer—and happier—that way. And that’s why, as hard as it is for him to do, he needs to keep his distance. Because getting too close to him could flood her with realities better left buried.
The problem is, water always seems to find its way to the surface.