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IT was around twelve thirty, after lunch, and Gabby and I were a few steps away from Lighthouse Book Shoppe.
That morning, I told my..
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WORKING the coffee bar again. It was busier than yesterday, and I had less time to zone out on different people in the store.
Des..
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Again, I started this book a while ago, maybe when I was 14. It's under extreme re-vamp right now, so some chapters wont be coming up for a while!!
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THE WINDOW started to streak with rain, gliding down the glass. Each drop would meet my eyes, reflecting the green, and then disappear..
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“LAURIE, SWEET heart. Wake up.”
Aunt Rachel was kneeling beside my bed, smelling of sweet perfume and wearing matching sati..
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I REMEMBER the first day of third grade, when we have moved from Bethel, Maine to Richfield, Connecticut where we lived for eight year..
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"OH MY God, it's Laurie!
The woman, around 60 or 65 came waddling over to me from the other side of the cul-de-sac, the house to the ..
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"HAVE YOU eaten today, Laurie?"
Of course I have eaten. I'm no anorexic. And besides... I am getting over it. I still thought of ..
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HE SAT alone in the dark room. There was one small desk-lamp, where he was sitting at his computer, and all I could hear was his occas..
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IT WASN'T what I imagined it to be. there was little to no dancing, and there wasn't any punch. Instead, there was a large, metal, bar..
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