Burn

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She escaped the fire--but not the effects of the burn.

Janeal has long felt trapped in her father's Gypsy culture. Then one night a powerful man named Salazar Sanso promises her the life she longs for--if she will help recover a vast sum of money tied to her father.

When the plan implodes, Sanso and his men attack the gypsy settlement and burn it to the ground. During the ...

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Overview

She escaped the fire--but not the effects of the burn.

Janeal has long felt trapped in her father's Gypsy culture. Then one night a powerful man named Salazar Sanso promises her the life she longs for--if she will help recover a vast sum of money tied to her father.

When the plan implodes, Sanso and his men attack the gypsy settlement and burn it to the ground. During the blaze, Janeal is faced with a staggering choice.

The impact of that moment changes her forever.

As her past rises from the ashes, Janeal faces a new life-or-death choice. And this time, escape is not an option.

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Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly
Dekker and Healy follow their collaboration in Kiss with another odyssey into the paranormal that transports readers into another dimension and returns them head spinning, never to see their own world in quite the same way. Two young friends are propelled out of their Gypsy clan when shady characters burn their kumpania (community). The girls lose family and friends in the fire and grow up separated from each other and the boy they both loved. One is faced with an impossible choice that haunts her until the girls meet 15 years later, where a reality-bender twist is revealed. Readers who enjoy allegorical stories that are rooted in the Bible will find dozens of connections, some force-fed (“He was the Jesus to Janeal’s Judas”) and others unorthodox but mind-zinging (“ 'Who can imagine what God and Satan discuss? Certainly Job had no idea God was gambling with his life.’ ”) Christian fiction lovers who enjoy romantic interest, frantic chases by sinister figures of biblical proportions, suspense, and the old-fashioned joy of suspending disbelief will find this new dynamic writing duo, once a writer-editor combo, fiery hot. (Jan.)
Library Journal
Dekker, master of evangelical suspense ("The Circle" series; Adam; Thr3e), and editorial consultant Healy, who worked on more than a dozen of Dekker's stories, team up once again, after their first coventure, Kiss. Years ago, Janeal Mikkado, a Gypsy girl, faced a life-changing decision that has come back to haunt her. Her best friend was trapped in a fire, and Janeal had to choose between saving Katie and escaping with a stash of money she had just found. Now the people she thought had died seem to be very much alive. VERDICT Dekker's talent for showing the darker side of humanity along with the redemptive grace of God showcases his latest thriller. His many readers will demand this.\
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781400316236
  • Publisher: Nelson, Thomas, Inc.
  • Publication date: 2/16/2010
  • Format: CD
  • Edition description: Unabridged
  • Pages: 12
  • Product dimensions: 6.60 (w) x 5.40 (h) x 1.20 (d)

Meet the Author

Ted Dekker

Ted Dekker is the New York Times best-selling author of more than25 novels. He is known for stories that combine adrenaline-laced plots with incredible confrontations between good and evil. He lives in Texas with his wife and children. Twitter @TedDekker, facebook.com/#!/teddekker

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Burn


By TED DEKKER ERIN HEALY

Thomas Nelson

Copyright © 2010 Ted Dekker and Erin Healy
All right reserved.

ISBN: 978-1-59554-471-1


Chapter One

Salazar Sanso raised his binoculars and looked out over the edge of the steep drop into the rosy New Mexican desert. Through the lenses, he scanned the modest-sized Gypsy camp that hugged the base of the mesa. A brisk river separated it from twenty-five tents, which were a combination of sturdy canvas and tall wood-stilt frames. Surrounding them were several trucks and a few SUVs, larger tented structures that Sanso assumed were facilities for school and medicine and whatnot, and a large meetinghouse, which perhaps had once been a rancher's barn.

Children played a game of kickball outside the camp, within shouting distance. A group of men smoked near the entrance of the meetinghouse. Few women in sight. Most of the community-a hundred, hundred twenty-five by his estimation-were tending their carnival booths in Albuquerque for the weekend.

"Tell me what I'm looking for," Sanso said to the woman standing next to him. A hot breeze played with his hair and stroked his close-cropped beard. The wind's uncharacteristic humidity predicted an approaching thunderstorm. In the west, crowding clouds positioned themselves between the camp and the fading afternoon sun.

"She's fairer skinned than the rest, and taller." Callista held out a grainy picture of a young woman in blue jeans. Sanso lowered thebinoculars and took it. Long hair the color of New Mexico's red rocks dunked in water, dark eyes, tan skin, heart-shaped face. She was walking with another woman who wore a long skirt, arms linked, heads inclined toward each other. "They say she is the daughter of a gají."

"A non-Gypsy woman? But Jason Mikkado is the leader of this group."

"Which is why they tolerate her. She's his only surviving child after all. But he has difficulty ... controlling her. If he weren't the rom baro, I think they'd have cast her out by now. They call her Rom Ameriko behind his back."

"But not hers?" Sanso smiled at the characterization. An Americanized Gypsy. Someone who could be counted among neither the Gypsies nor the outsiders, the gajé. It was a biting insult.

"She doesn't really care what anyone thinks of her."

"Good. She's younger than I expected."

"Seventeen. But don't be fooled."

Sanso winked at Callista. "Are you saying you and she are cut from the same cloth?"

"When I was seventeen I was worth cashmere. She's all denim. But she knows cashmere when she sees it. She aspires to cashmere. She and I could be ... friends. Of a sort."

Sanso returned to his study of the camp and noticed a rusty sedan approaching from about a mile off, kicking up pink desert dust under the gathering gray sky. "Will she cooperate?"

"If I've judged her correctly." Callista paused. "She's more like you."

He wouldn't stoop to asking how much more. Did the girl merely share his love of fine food? Or did she possess his need to trample the barriers set up by family and culture, barriers that prevented one from reaching his full potential? When he was seventeen he turned his back on his wealthy South American family so he could become the lord of his own kingdom. His father and brothers wouldn't have allowed him to be anything more than a servant.

"You say that like it's a bad thing," he said.

"For her, it could be."

That was the truth, if she shared even half of his yearnings. "The exchange is still set for Tuesday?"

"Yes. One million dollars. We confirmed this morning."

"What do they suspect?"

Callista placed her hands on her hips. "They suspect that we suspect nothing."

The sedan, a dump of a Chevy, was speeding. Three hundred yards outside the camp, the car left the narrow dirt highway it had been traveling and made a beeline for the meetinghouse. The front driver's-side tire looked low.

The car kept up its pace through the perimeter and came to a skidding stop in front of the smoking men. The door opened and the driver stepped out, slamming the door.

Sanso homed in on the frowning face. Here was the denim girl, an outsider born on the inside, where he needed her.

Janeal Mikkado was wearing jeans. And flip-flops. Footwear the old-timers would disapprove of. Sanso already loved this child.

Her excuse for shoes flapped their way past the group of men. The eldest in the bunch averted their eyes. Sanso had always found this Gypsy quirk amusing: Everything above the waist was considered pure and good. A woman could bare her chest and no one would blink. But everything below the waist was considered dirty, impure, taboo. A true Gypsy woman should cover it up.

The youngest man in the gathering leered and leaned in toward Janeal, saying something that likely only she could hear. Quick as a striking rattlesnake, she jabbed him below his rib cage without breaking stride and proceeded into the meetinghouse. The man doubled over, holding his stomach, trying to laugh it off.

Yes, this girl was going to work out fine.

Chapter Two

Janeal Mikkado stormed into the meetinghouse. From the outside, the building looked like little more than what it once had been: a large old barn, abandoned decades ago by an eccentric rancher who died without heirs. Janeal's great-grandfather had purchased the remote property, too arid for successful ranching, at auction for ten thousand dollars. The Gypsy kumpanía led by Jason Mikkado returned to it every spring and stayed through the summer, doing business with the people of Albuquerque and entertaining narrow-minded tourists who thought Gypsies had no identity or culture outside of fortune-telling and magic tricks.

For this, Janeal hated the outsiders, the naive gajé. And yet she also loved the outside world, the promise of freedom and choice and opportunity. She toyed daily, hourly, with the idea of leaving this place.

If not for her father, she would leave right now, leave him behind with her boyfriend, Robert, and best friend, Katie, who said they were as curious about the world as she was but, when pressed, showed only feigned interest in it. They mocked her fascination as nothing more than a girl's childish fantasy, though they were never intentionally cruel.

Her father didn't know of the hopes she harbored, nor of the bitterness she sometimes indulged in; it soothed the loneliness of her most adventuresome self. Confiding these thoughts to him would be the same as turning her back on him after all he'd suffered. Of all the people she knew, he was the only one she truly loved. In the deepest, most honest sense of the word love, she understood it was something she couldn't define or identify outside of her relationship with him.

Not even the love she bore for Robert Lukin came close.

No, she hadn't found the courage to leave yet. It wasn't like she could go off and come home for holidays, as she heard the gajé her age did. Leaving the kumpanía would be synonymous with rejecting it-and everyone in it. Then they, too, would be free to reject her. Finally. Janeal didn't have any misunderstanding as to what the people of this community really thought of her.

Not that she needed it, but that gave her one more reason to hate them. They wouldn't allow her to belong if she'd wanted to.

Someday she would leave. Someday, when she knew she could endure not being welcome here ever again, when she knew her father would be able to endure it too.

Inside the building, Janeal hesitated at the sight of Mrs. Markovic´, who had appeared yesterday as the kumpanía prepared for the annual festival and asked for their hospitality for the weekend. She was ninety-eight, she said, though one of the elders said he'd seen her walk into camp straight out of the desert and didn't believe she was a day over seventy. At Jason's encouragement, she stayed with a young family at the edge of camp but spent the hottest hours of the day in the cool of this building. From the squat oak rocker by the front window, she gazed down the corridor between tents and observed everyone's comings and goings.

The woman's brown paper-skinned hands lay folded atop her gold-and-fuchsia-colored skirt. She wore her waist-length gray hair in front of her shoulders and hadn't stopped smiling since she arrived, showing off strangely healthy teeth.

But when Janeal caught her eye this afternoon, Mrs. Markovic´ offered only a curt nod. A slight, short nod that seemed to yank the tablecloth off Janeal's thoughts, exposing them. Startled, Janeal shut down that part of her mind.

She turned right and took the stairs to the game room two at a time. If she was lucky, Robert would be finished with his work already, and she could download her frustrations on him while she had his complete attention.

Unlike the outside of the structure, which her father said was best left dilapidated to avoid attracting troublemakers while the kumpanía wintered in California, the interior had been renovated and built out into a practical, attractive community space that included a social area, a conference room, a kitchen, and her father's business offices. On the north side of the building, Jason Mikkado had added private living quarters.

Upstairs, he had transformed the old loft into a game room, which now ran all the way from the front of the barn to the back. The roof on each side sloped.

Janeal stopped climbing the stairs when her eyes broke the plane of the floor. She scanned quickly.

Against the left wall, on the floor that provided a ceiling for the kitchen and dining room, stood three old arcade games rigged to be played without coins or tokens.

Spread across the middle of the room were a pool table, a foosball table, and a Ping-Pong table. Café chairs surrounding chess and checker tables filled the rest of the floor.

The rectangular Tiffany lamp suspended over the pool table filled the room with a dull red ambiance.

No Robert. Janeal sighed and turned on the ball of her foot to go back downstairs. She placed her hand on the wrought-iron banister and felt a shock of electricity zing up her arm.

She flinched, let go, and heard the air crack behind her right ear all at the same time. She closed her eyes too, though she didn't register this until she opened them.

Her shadow stretched out in front of her and spilled down the green-carpeted stairs, swaying like a ghost clinging to her ankles, rocked by a strange red glow. Janeal turned around.

The Tiffany lamp was swinging gently.

She stared at the fixture for several seconds, trying to guess what could have set it in motion. No idea. Its arc shortened on each return until finally it was almost still again.

Without touching the handrail, Janeal went back downstairs, rubbing the palm of her hand. It still tingled.

She passed Mrs. Markovic without looking at the old woman, though Janeal sensed the stranger's eyes on her. Janeal jogged through the gathering room, taking long strides directly through the rear doors and down a hall to her father's office. She burst in.

Her boyfriend jumped in his seat at her entrance and knocked over a Styrofoam cup of coffee at his right hand. "Man, Janeal. I wish you'd quit doing that."

"I do it often enough that you ought to be used to it by now." She grinned to take the bite out of her words and snatched tissues out of a box. Dabbing at the desk, she thought she shouldn't have said that. "I didn't mean to come barreling in."

"Of course you didn't mean to." Robert took a deep breath and righted the cup. "You barrel through everything without meaning to because that's what you do. You're a tornado."

She wondered why she bothered to rein in what she said when Robert wouldn't keep tabs on his own words. She scowled at him and took a step toward the door. He reached out and touched her arm.

"I'm sorry. That's not the best metaphor for what your family's been through," he said, not entirely apologetic. "I get that. But it's the best one I can think of for you." She crossed her arms. "Take it as a compliment."

She tried to read affection into his tone.

"Good thing there wasn't much left." She gestured to the empty cup.

"Good thing. Here, let me have that." He reached for the limp, wet tissues and she grabbed his hand, pulled him close for a kiss. He neither protested nor lingered.

Robert released her lips and leaned around her to toss the tissues in the trash. Janeal released his fingers and focused on her feet.

"So what lit a blaze under you today?"

She collected her thoughts. "Katie."

Robert laughed at her. Of course he would laugh. In Robert's eyes, Katie could do no wrong.

"What could Katie have done to annoy anyone?"

"Nothing. That's just it. Katie never ruffles anyone's feathers."

"You're looking pretty crazed."

"I'm not crazed, Robert."

He took her hands, reigniting her attraction to him. "So tell me what Katie didn't do that has you so upset."

Janeal sighed and supposed that one of the reasons she couldn't resist Robert was because he had this strange power to defuse her when she wanted to be inflamed. That and maybe because he loved her even though everyone else in the kumpanía told him he shouldn't.

She was caught off guard by the possibility that his love for her was nothing more than his own rebellion against the kumpanía. That could explain his wavering behavior of late.

She set the disturbing idea aside without completely rejecting it and leaned against her father's desk. Robert surrounded her feet with his and waited for her to explain.

He was her height but twice as broad. His brown skin made hers look alabaster white, though she had plenty of color in it. Robert's coarse black hair fell sloppily across his forehead and covered his brows. He had full lips and a square face-a handsome, true Romany.

"You should have seen the line outside her booth at the carnival."

"Yeah? She did well, then? She was nervous this morning about going."

"Nervous. You'd have thought she came out of the womb telling fortunes."

"So she's a natural." His smile seemed unnecessarily pleased.

"She's a fraud, Robert! Everything we do at these events is a fraud."

Robert dropped her hands and stepped back. "We've been over this. It's not fraud. It's entertainment. The gajé are always willing to part with their money for a little cultural fun. It's how we stay alive."

"Our culture is not about fortune-telling. It's about music and art and story-the gajé will pay for that too!"

"Not as much." Robert started stacking the papers he had been bent over when she had come in. He was nineteen and had been put in charge of managing the kumpanía's accounts-a tremendous statement of her father's faith in Robert's maturity and skill. "And since when did you think highly of our 'culture'?"

Janeal frowned. "Katie always said she would never stoop to this."

"There is no stooping going on here. Katie is pretty and has the voice of a siren. She's a model woman." Janeal hated it when Robert talked about Katie that way, even though she admired Katie's beauty herself. But he didn't have to make a point of things. "Not a person in this kumpanía has ever had a bad word to say about her. Unlike ..."

Unlike her. At least he had the presence of mind to stop himself. He tapped the edge of the papers to straighten them.

"She's doing her part to bring in funds for the group," Robert finished.

"She doesn't have to do it so well," muttered Janeal.

Robert straightened and caught Janeal's eye. "You hate it all anyway. Why do you care whether Katie tells a few fortunes for fun?"

"Because it reinforces what the gajé think of us. That we're cons. Swindlers. Vipers."

"Listen to you! You don't think any better of your own people. You're talking out both sides of your mouth, Janeal."

"I might like 'my people' more if they didn't reinforce their own stereotypes with this kind of behavior."

"If your food booth made as much money as that fortune-telling booth did, I don't think you'd be so upset."

Warmth flared in Janeal's cheeks. "That's not true."

"You know I'm right."

"You are so wrong."

Janeal turned toward the door, uncomfortable with the direction of the conversation. All Janeal wanted was a little sympathy, a little commiseration.

"I got a tattoo today," she muttered, not sure why she would bother to tell him at this point. Earlier, she thought he might have found it alluringly risqué.

Robert's eyebrows shot up. "You must have really been upset to do that."

"Would you stop with that already?"

"Let's see it, then."

She turned her leg sideways and hiked up the hem of her jeans. Above her left anklebone, right where her slender calf started to curve, was a tattoo of a flaming sun. Robert whistled his surprise and bent to touch it. She snatched her leg away.

(Continues...)



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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 3, 2010

    Not one of my favorites by Ted Dekker

    A young girl named Janeal has an encounter with a mysterious, powerful man; Salazar Sanso. He offers her a life she has dreamed of, one away from her gypsy life. However, she must provide him what he wants and if she fails, her father will die. The plan turns into a disaster and her whole life is completely changed. Events happen throughout her life that keeps impacting who she is. A major twist is given at the end that is unexpected to the reader. Burn is a book that keeps your mind going. Mystery, love and adventure take place frequently with all the characters. The whole idea is very interesting, but it is not one of my favorites by Ted Dekker. I have read almost all his books and Burn categorizes near the bottom. I probably will not read this book again, but it was not a waste. Burn keeps you intrigued and makes you want to read more to figure out what the outcomes will be in the good vs. evil battle we all face in life.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 27, 2013

    Burn by Ted Dekker

    Honestly i loved this book. i thought it was amazing. It shows how one heart stopping choice you make can drastically change your life by showing both possibilities using a very different approach i as a writer would never be bold enough to use. With twists and turns it wraps your brain around a mysterious theory that keeps you on your toes and constantly keeps you guessing. I couldn't stop reading until i got to the very last page. Wonderful.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 11, 2010

    Powerful novel about the battle between dark and light in us all

    Burn by Ted Dekker and Erin Healy is another thought-provoking book by the pair who wrote Kiss. Janeal Mikkado has never quite fit in. Growing up in the Gypsy camp, she always hated the scams they pulled and has been tempted by the world outside the kumpania. The life of the kumpania is in her hands when an enemy of her father's, Salvador Sanso, both threatens and tempts her. Her best friends Robert and Katie don't understand her struggle, but they all have to face the consequences of her choices. Years later they are all still living with those consequences, but now that Sanso has reappeared. I had a difficult time liking any of the characters and was frustrated by Janeal/Jane's actions, but when a major plot twist was revealed, it turned the entire story around. Dekker and Healy have created a fascinating story full of possibility while also addressing the darker corners of the heart.

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  • Posted April 1, 2010

    Not one of Dekker's Best.

    I have read a few of Ted Dekker's book and they are usually pretty cool, so when I got a chance to review this book I was excited, but it just didn't deliever the Ted Dekker I am use to reading.

    The first part of the book had me wrapped up into the story, I was curious to see what was going to hapen to Janeal, then the second part of the book came and it just dropped off for me. It got real slow and boring and I put this book up a couple times then would come back to it.

    I loved the character Robert, he sacrificed his whole life in a career working for the DEA just so he could take down Sanso who killed everyone in his Gyspy Camp. Or at least he thought everyone.

    The Ending, well lets just say I was so confused I am not sure what to think of it. I sat there after I finished it and tried to make since of it then I gave up.

    I have never read a book by Erin Healy, so I don't know how her books usually are and I don't know if it was her influence in the book that made it not your typical Ted Dekker book. Or if Ted Dekker was trying to tone down his writing. Usually he books are captivating and filled with very wierd and extrodinary things, just not this one.

    I must say something about the cover. Is that not a extremly cool cover, I just love it!

    It hasn't turned me off of the author by no means, I love Ted Dekker books, and I will continue to read them, this to me was just a off book. Every author has that book you don't like no matter how much you love thier work. If you like Ted Dekker then you might like this one I have seen a lot of reviews where they have loved it.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 3, 2013

    Jeremy

    This Book Make My Cry I Really Loved.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 2, 2012

    Could not put this book down!!

    Could not put this book down!!

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  • Posted September 3, 2010

    Dekker excites!

    Ted Dekker's recent novel, written alongside Erin Healy, is an amazing and powerful novel based on the battle between the good and the evil within us. It is a trip into the realm of the paranormal and the twists will leave your head spinning. When I was reading this book there were many times that I had to stop and wrap my head around what had just happened. Sometimes people gave me funny looks as I kept saying WOW! aloud throughout the book. It is in this book, simply entitled Burn, that you will fall down a previously unseen rabbit-hole.

    Janeal Mikkado has lived all of her life with her Gypsy family and is growing tired of their way of life. Every time that she ventures outside of the kumpania (community), she wishes more that she could leave. One day a man named Salazar Sanso approaches her as she sits on a hill overlooking her home. It seems he offers an answer to her problem. He tells her that her father is working with the DEA to bring down Salazar, and he asks her to do just one thing and he promises to not take her father's life. He also promises an opportunity to leave once and for all. When things go horrifically wrong Salazar returns to collect and burns down the kumpania. Janeal and her friend are trapped in the fire and she is faced with an impossible choice that will haunt her for years to come. Should she risk her own life to save her best friend, or leave her friend to burn to death and have a chance to survive and leave with a million dollars? Janeal made her choice and her best friend died, or did she?

    Fifteen years later Janeal's life is in jeopardy again. She is now pursued by those from her past that she thought were dead. Sanso has also returned from her past and will do anything to get her. Janeal fears that they will uncover her past and the decisions that still haunt her. There is a debt to be paid for what she has done, and the chaff must be burned from her heart or it will consume her. With twist after twist, your brain could get all tied in a knot reading this great book!

    Burn is full of allegory and there is much to be learned and it introduces these things in such a way that drives you crazy. Burn is such a great novel and incredibly suspenseful! I would recommend it to anyone! I loved trying to figure it all out as I went, and Ted and Erin threw in enough twists that it kept me guessing at every turn. I loved it and so will you. Check it out for yourself at a local bookstore or get it online as well.

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  • Posted May 5, 2010

    Dekker Burns ever Brighter !!!

    It seems Ted Dekker is able to simply keep producing page-turners at a vast rate of knots. In Burn he does so while highlighting another new author's talent, Erin Healy, in this their second venture together,(the first being, "Kiss").
    Deckers characters throughout the novel remain fast paced and evolving. In this case the evolution of two of the main characters takes a dramatic twist in an otherwize previously unseen Dekker fiction.
    I am constantly surprised at the wonderful way he unravels beauty and truth out of horror and lies, how he underpins evil with a deep unswerving love. He brilliantly balances the art of story telling with exciting and mysterious characters that are relevant and identifiable to all, good and bad, and does so without compromise or dilution. Excellent job Dekker, already leafing through The Bride Collector.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 11, 2010

    The first official disappointment

    Oh well. My husband and I were excited to get this book. We've read most of Tedd Dekker's other works and were expecting the same great quality. But, it turned out to be a bit of a disappointment. The basic idea was a good one, but its potential was never reached. The book was tremendously over wordy, extremely repetitive, and rather lifeless. We are thinking that if this had been a Tedd Dekker solo instead of a co-author venture, it may have come out better.
    Better luck next time.

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  • Posted January 13, 2010

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    Readers will enjoy this intriguing allegorical thriller

    Salazar Sanso offers a deal to seventeen years old Gypsy Janeal Mikkado who feels like a fish out of water amongst her people as she hates the nomadic lifestyle of moving seasonally between California and New Mexico. He will help sponsor her lifestyle change in return for her stealing back some money her father possesses, which he insists will save her dad's life. She agrees, but the plot fails. Impatient Sanso and his followers attack the kumpania encampment, burning it to the ground killing most of the Gypsies in the inferno.------------

    Janeal, her boyfriend Robert and her best friend Katie survive though they are separated. Fifteen years later they meet with Janeal still haunted by how she acted betraying her father, family, and friends. Now, she has a chance for some atonement though she believes redemption is beyond her grasp.---------------

    Readers will enjoy this intriguing allegorical thriller with a fabulous late twist. The story line is character driven as the survivors struggle even fifteen years later with what happened on that gruesome day. Although the Christian parables are at times jammed into the plot too frequently, as they did with Kiss, Ted Dekker and Erin Healy provides an engaging contemporary character driven Christian thriller as surviving the fire does not mean surviving the Burn imprinted in your brain.---------

    Harriet Klausner

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  • Posted January 6, 2010

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    Burn

    By Erin Healy and Ted Dekker

    Thomas Nelson Publishing


    Janeal has long felt trapped in her father's Gypsy culture. then one night a powerful man named Salazar Sanso promises her the life she longs for -- if she will help redover a vast sum of money tied to her father. When the plan implodes, Sanso and his men attack the Gypsy settlement and burn it to the ground. During the blaze, Jenael is faced with a staggering choice. The impact of that moment changes her forever. As her past rises form the ashes, Jenael faces a new life-or-death choice. And this time, escape is not an option.

    I had the opportunity to read the first collaborative effort of Ted Dekker and Erin Healy (Kiss --Thomas Nelson Publishing) last year and, based on my impression of that book, I was quite excited to read their latest effort. I was not dissappointed in the least. It was apparent that Burn was headed mainly by Erin Healy as the writing style is somewhat different from Dekker's, but it wasn't distracting. There were a few times that I stopped and scratched my head and asked why we needed to know that right now, but these are rough edges that will be sanded down by experience -- and from what I have read, Erin Healy has quite a career ahead of her. I will certainly be looking for more of her work in the coming years.

    The story itself was really intruiging. A 17 year old girl, who is disenchanted by her past, is approached by a stranger and she is asked a simple question: "Do you love your father?" Her answer is defined by the choices that she makes over the next day, and those choices shatter everything she ever thought about herself and sets her on a path of self-discovery of epic proportions. In the end she must decide if she is willing to face her true self and reclaim a life that she had never known or continue down the road that she made for herself into destruction.

    It's quite a page-turner, and I was surprised by the twist that came out of left field. It is definitely a book to get if you like Dekker, and it's a great introduction to Erin Healy if you have never read any of her work before. If you are looking for an escape into a world of deceit, suspense, and ultimately redemption, then I recommend Burn by Ted Dekker and Erin Healy.

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