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Prologue &Chapter 1
A Chapter by
Shawna May Sipes
Prologue: "Will Flight 675 California please board?" I gave my Mom, Dad, and Cameron a hug and kiss. Cameron cried into my mom's shoulder and..
Chapter 2
A Chapter by
Shawna May Sipes
I shook the memory off, shut the year book and looked at Sarah. “You wanna go get something to eat?” She looked at me knowing I didn&..
Chapter 3
A Chapter by
Shawna May Sipes
Sarah and I headed back to our room groceries in arms. Moon Berry salads suck by the way. But a moon berry daiquiri sounds f*****g amazing. ..
Chapter 4
A Chapter by
Shawna May Sipes
The bartender sat my appletini down in front of me and I looked over at Abby mentally smacking her in the face. She looked like she took it. &ldqu..
Chapter 5
A Chapter by
Shawna May Sipes
“Passengers of flight 317 please buckle your seat belts as we are entering the landing strip in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. We hope you have joi..
Chapter 6
A Chapter by
Shawna May Sipes
“Abby I could kill you.” I snapped at her when we entered the bar. I saw Broc, Eric, Barry and Tod sitting at a table in the front waving..
Chapter 7
A Chapter by
Shawna May Sipes
I stumbled around all the people in Eric’s living room and rounded the corner in the kitchen seeing Josh standing by the counter. “Hi..
Chapter 8
A Chapter by
Shawna May Sipes
Josh’s POV: I finished rolling up my last joint and stuck it behind my ear. “Hey man, can we get in on that?” Eric said ..
Chapter 9
A Chapter by
Shawna May Sipes
“Dad, are you serious?” I snapped from across the table. “You’re an engineer, why do you need a secretary?” He took..
Chapter 10
A Chapter by
Shawna May Sipes
We pulled up to the curb a couple houses down from Phoebe’s. “This is a terrible plan.” I stated taking a big swig of jack dani..
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