Perception: A Clarity Novel

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  • Edition: 1st
  • Format: Hardcover
  • Copyright: 2012-03-01
  • Publisher: Point
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When you can see things others can't, what happens when someone is watching you? Everybody knows about Clarity "Clare" Fern. She's the psychic girl in school, the one who can place her hands on something and see hidden visions from the past. Only, Clare would rather not be a celebrity. She prefers hanging back, observing. Her gift is not a game to her. But then someone starts playing with her head and heart. Messages and gifts from a secret admirer crop up everywhere Clare turns. Could they be from Gabriel, the gorgeous boy who gets Clare's pulse racing? Or from Justin, Clare's hopeful ex-boyfriend who'd do anything to win her back? One thing is certain. Clare needs to solve this mystery, and soon. Because the messages are becoming sinister, and a girl in town has suddenly disappeared. Clare needs to see her way to the truth -- before it's much too late.

Author Biography

Kim Harrington is the author of CLARITY and PERCEPTION. She lives in Massachusetts with her husband and son. When not writing, she's most likely reading, watching one of her favorite TV shows, or fantasizing about her next vacation. Visit her online at


From Perception: A Clarity Novel

The breeze was brisk and cool on my face, reddening my cheeks. Though I was alone and the woods should have seemed quieter than they did when I walked with Mallory, they instead seemed noisier, full of chattering birds and the fluttering of falling leaves. I tried not to bristle at every little sound, reminding myself that nature made noise.

But as I neared the center of the woods, one particular rustle of leaves sounded exactly like a rushing footstep.

I spun to the right. A shadow flashed between the trees.

My heart began to pound hard. "Who's there?" I shouted.

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