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“Not even a little?” he asked, period his hair was mussed up. I smoothed it down only for it to spring back up. Very nice descriptions throughout this, I could ...

“Good morning.” A low voice whispered in my ear. I opened my eyes for the briefest of moments and smiled. “Good morning.” I said with a sigh, a yawn. I ...

“Are you sure you’re going to be okay? I mean, I don’t have to go if you don’t want me to. You seem really antsy today.” Laynie said. She had ...

Jonah showed up and at (not good to have a typo in the first line x) Make sure you proofread) Laynie’s with an armful of canvas boards and a duffel ...

“So what’s the plan for the day?” I ask Laynie as she’s putting her hair up in the bathroom. “We. Are taking a girl day to ourselves. No boys. Just ...

Alex reached across and plucked the phone from its cradle. Since you already referred to it as a cradle in the beginning, I would try using a different word. I ...

Reading this definitely evoked images from The Boy in the Striped Pajamas. It must’ve been a real bummer when you realized someone had already come up with the idea before ...

“I spent a couple days at the hospital before they sent me home. Nerve damage. I remember how I fell asleep right away on the first night. Exhaustion. [b]But the ...

Chapter Six “What. Are those?” I yelped, looking out the passenger side window into Jonah’s yard. He had taken me out to lunch where we sat at a booth talking ...

When Laynie got back from her jazz band lessons, she found Jonah and I on the couch, my head on his lap. We were watching the old Russian cartoons. Animals ...

I swatted at my nose lightly, brows creased and snuggled down into my pillow. Stupid flies. It brushed against me again and I growled, swatting. I heard a low snort. ...

The next morning, I crawled off the mattress early and got ready for the day in Laynie’s spare bathroom that branches off the kitchen next to the mudroom. Laynie was ...

Chapter Two We turned the corner into Laynie’s driveway and my mouth dropped open. Her driveway was full of cars, none of which I could really see since it had ...

He wasn’t supposed to be here. My legs pressed against the back of the couch as he continued to come closer, making my skin crawl. He asked me why I ...

A kiss. Just a simple kiss. And now he's gone. I have the same comment HorsebackWriter had; this took me by surprise. I was expecting the whole story to be ...