Pure (Pure #1)
by Julianna Baggott
We know you are here, our brothers and sisters . . .
Pressia
barely remembers the Detonations or much about life during the Before.
In her sleeping cabinet behind the rubble of an old barbershop where she
lives with her grandfather, she thinks about what is lost-how the world
went from amusement parks, movie theaters, birthday parties, fathers
and mothers . . . to ash and dust, scars, permanent burns, and fused,
damaged bodies. And now, at an age when everyone is required to turn
themselves over to the militia to either be trained as a soldier or, if
they are too damaged and weak, to be used as live targets, Pressia can
no longer pretend to be small. Pressia is on the run.
Burn a Pure and Breathe the Ash . . .
There
are those who escaped the apocalypse unmarked. Pures. They are tucked
safely inside the Dome that protects their healthy, superior bodies. Yet
Partridge, whose father is one of the most influential men in the Dome,
feels isolated and lonely. Different. He thinks about loss-maybe just
because his family is broken; his father is emotionally distant; his
brother killed himself; and his mother never made it inside their
shelter. Or maybe it's his claustrophobia: his feeling that this Dome
has become a swaddling of intensely rigid order. So when a slipped
phrase suggests his mother might still be alive, Partridge risks his
life to leave the Dome to find her.
When Pressia meets Partridge, their worlds shatter all over again.
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