Hourglass by Myra McEntire

One hour to rewrite the past . . .

For seventeen-year-old Emerson Cole, life is about seeing what isn’t there: swooning Southern Belles; soldiers long forgotten; a haunting jazz trio that vanishes in an instant. Plagued by phantoms since her parents’ death, she just wants the apparitions to stop so she can be normal. She’s tried everything, but the visions keep coming back.

So when her well-meaning brother brings in a consultant from a secretive organization called the Hourglass, Emerson’s willing to try one last cure. But meeting Michael Weaver may not only change her future, it may change her past.

Who is this dark, mysterious, sympathetic guy, barely older than Emerson herself, who seems to believe every crazy word she says? Why does an electric charge seem to run through the room whenever he’s around? And why is he so insistent that he needs her help to prevent a death that never should have happened?

I've been waiting for this book to come out for months. So, it's a darn good thing it was amazing, or I'd be mad about spending so much time pining over it. When I first heard about this book, I thought it sounded awesome. Now that I've read it, "awesome" doesn't even begin to describe it.

Emerson (killer name, by the way) was everything I love about main characters. She was strong and fearless and sassy. I love the description of her. The entire book there's a running joke about how short she is, but she's a brown belt in karate. She flips a grown man over her shoulder and lays him out flat on his back. I wouldn't mess with her. I'd totally be her best friend though.

I can't even imagine living the life Emerson has. Both of her parents were killed in an accident and Emerson is full of guilt about it. She's living with her brother Thomas and his wife, Dru. They're the only ones who know the extent of her "condition" and Thomas is constantly finding new people who claim they can help make Em's visions stop. Just when Emerson decides she's had enough of meeting with crazies who aren't helping her, she meets someone who turns out to be legitimate. Enter Michael Weaver.

Oh, Michael Weaver....swoon. (Hold on... I think I just drooled on my keyboard.) Any guy that is described the way he is--basically tall, dark, and handsome--is shooting to the top of my "sexy male fictional characters" list. Throw in "Mediterranean"? Oh. my. yum. What did he do in the story? I couldn't tell you. I was too busy fantasizing. (I really do know what happened. But just barely. :D )

This is another one of those "first in a series" books. Argh. I won't be able to keep them all straight. I am excited for more of Emerson and Michael though. And Kaleb. Did I mention him? Shame on me. I am so glad I bought this book. I kind of want to go read it again now. I can't believe I have to wait for yet another sequel. Oh well. At least I know it will be worth it.

Happy Reading!