{"title":"Green Door eBook collection","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cspan data-hook=\"cr-widget-FocalReviews\" class=\"cr-widget-FocalReviews\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-list-item\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-size-base review-text\" data-hook=\"review-body\"\u003e\"I'm so tired this morning because I stayed up much too late reading this thriller AND I kept dreaming about parts of it.\"\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003e\"This is by far one of the best I have read!!\"\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cdiv style=\"padding-bottom: 20px;\" class=\"a-expander-content a-expander-partial-collapse-content a-expander-content-expanded\" data-expanded=\"true\"\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cspan data-auto-logging-id=\"fdf8f5540\" data-surface=\"\/am\" style=\"display: contents;\" data-surface-wrapper=\"1\"\u003e\u003cspan data-auto-logging-id=\"f495b873b\" data-non-int-surface=\"\/am\/hero_root:AdsPEMainAppWithLeftNavigation.react\" style=\"display: contents;\" data-surface-wrapper=\"1\"\u003e\u003cspan data-auto-logging-id=\"f713f7594\" data-surface=\"\/am\/editor_drawer\" style=\"display: contents;\" data-surface-wrapper=\"1\"\u003e\u003cspan data-auto-logging-id=\"fe07e768a\" data-non-int-surface=\"\/am\/hero_root:AdsPEMainAppWithLeftNavigation.react\/editor_drawer\/hero_root:AdsPEAdgroupEditorContainer.react\" style=\"display: contents;\" data-surface-wrapper=\"1\"\u003e\u003cspan data-auto-logging-id=\"ff2cc0ba4\" data-surface=\"\/am\/editor_drawer\/editor:ad\" style=\"display: contents;\" data-surface-wrapper=\"1\"\u003e\u003cspan data-auto-logging-id=\"f607e458e\" data-surface=\"\/am\/editor_drawer\/editor:ad\/ad_creative_section\" style=\"display: contents;\" data-surface-wrapper=\"1\"\u003e\u003cspan data-auto-logging-id=\"f766fa3d2\" data-surface=\"\/am\/editor_drawer\/editor:ad\/ad_creative_section\/message_field\" style=\"display: contents;\" data-surface-wrapper=\"1\"\u003e\u003cspan data-offset-key=\"fbgs0-0-0\"\u003e\u003cspan data-text=\"true\"\u003e\"I LOVED this book! This book captivated me from the start!!\" SO. GOOD\"\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv style=\"padding-bottom: 20px;\" class=\"a-expander-content a-expander-partial-collapse-content a-expander-content-expanded\" data-expanded=\"true\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv data-offset-key=\"66f6r-0-0\" data-editor=\"6c8sa\" data-block=\"true\" class=\"\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"_1mf _1mj\" data-offset-key=\"66f6r-0-0\"\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cspan data-offset-key=\"66f6r-0-0\"\u003e\u003cspan data-text=\"true\"\u003e\"10\/10 would recommend for those who enjoy thrillers and overall creepy books.\"\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"_1mf _1mj\" data-offset-key=\"66f6r-0-0\"\u003e\n\u003cem\u003e\u003cspan data-offset-key=\"66f6r-0-0\"\u003e\u003cspan data-text=\"true\"\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv data-offset-key=\"4c39u-0-0\" data-editor=\"6c8sa\" data-block=\"true\" class=\"\"\u003e\u003cem\u003e\"The book ended and I'm devastated!!\"\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv data-offset-key=\"knnp-0-0\" data-editor=\"6c8sa\" data-block=\"true\" class=\"\"\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv data-offset-key=\"9ih6i-0-0\" data-editor=\"6c8sa\" data-block=\"true\" class=\"\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"_1mf _1mj\" data-offset-key=\"9ih6i-0-0\"\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cspan data-offset-key=\"9ih6i-0-0\"\u003e\u003cspan data-text=\"true\"\u003e\"Love reading books from this author, can’t wait for the next book!\"\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"_1mf _1mj\" data-offset-key=\"9ih6i-0-0\"\u003e\n\u003cem\u003e\u003cspan data-offset-key=\"9ih6i-0-0\"\u003e\u003cspan data-text=\"true\"\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv data-offset-key=\"d1331-0-0\" data-editor=\"6c8sa\" data-block=\"true\" class=\"\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"_1mf _1mj\" data-offset-key=\"d1331-0-0\"\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cspan data-offset-key=\"d1331-0-0\"\u003e\u003cspan data-text=\"true\"\u003e\"I loved the main character and her story. From start to finish, this book kept me guessing and kept me on my toes. This book is the perfect thriller!\"\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003e\"Awesome piece!\"\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003e\"Oh my gosh, I loved this book. The characters are easy to love and has you thinking what's going to happen next.\" \u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003e\"Excellent read.\"\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003e\"Wonderful.\"\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","products":[{"product_id":"the-green-door","title":"The Green Door E-Book","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-text-bold\"\u003eWHAT HAPPENS BEHIND CLOSED DOORS?\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-text-bold\"\u003eA coming-of-age novel about a young girl growing up in rural North Dakota in the 1980s. Beloved by readers of all ages, recommended if you are going through a hard time.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"This book was so good!! Well written and suspenseful! Characters are true to the area its set in. Definitely recommend\" -Amazon Kindle Customer\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eSummer 1985, ten-year-old Rosemarie Mattson is afraid to find out what goes on behind the green door.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eRosemarie Mattson isn’t worried when her parents offer next-door neighbors a place to stay. Then the Sims move with them at the family country home, and their presence appears to be permanent. And when family edges are blurred, Rosemarie is suddenly afraid to ask what happens behind the guarded green door.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eYears later, Rosemarie leaves home and becomes the owner of her own bakery. Then meets Rich, a charming and handsome man. Easy company turns to deep conversation, and Rosemarie believes she’s met the man of her dreams.\u003cbr\u003eBut that changes when she arrives at her bakery and discovers Rich has painted the front door green. \u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eAnd Rosemarie discovers sometimes not knowing is better.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .1in; line-height: 115%; mso-pagination: lines-together;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman';\"\u003eSeven-thirty. Rich was a no show. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .1in; line-height: 115%; mso-pagination: lines-together;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman';\"\u003eI waited a half hour before texting, \u003ci style=\"mso-bidi-font-style: normal;\"\u003eWhere are you? I’m leaving. \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .1in; line-height: 115%; mso-pagination: lines-together;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman';\"\u003eThere were two ways out of town. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-family: 'Book Antiqua', serif; font-size: 12pt; text-indent: 0.1in;\"\u003eOne by Hamill’s Bakery and the other a straight shot.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .1in; line-height: 115%; mso-pagination: lines-together;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman';\"\u003eDon’t do it Rosemarie. Don’t…but of course I did. I went the bakery way. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .1in; line-height: 115%; mso-pagination: lines-together;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman';\"\u003eI slowed down before Hamill’s. The storefront was a lonely, desolate place. Feeling foolish, I started to speed up when I caught a glimpse of his truck parked in the back. As was Holly’s SUV. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .1in; line-height: 115%; mso-pagination: lines-together;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman';\"\u003eI couldn’t think straight. Couldn’t see straight, only red. Spots danced before my eyes. I gripped the steering wheel with both hands. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .1in; line-height: 115%; mso-pagination: lines-together;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman';\"\u003eWhat does she have I don’t? Why can’t he love me? What makes her special? \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .1in; line-height: 115%; mso-pagination: lines-together;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman';\"\u003eI rushed to the stupid green door and pounded. “Rich! Open up!” \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .1in; line-height: 115%; mso-pagination: lines-together;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman';\"\u003eEach minute, an everlasting eternity. They were in there, the two of them… \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .1in; line-height: 115%; mso-pagination: lines-together;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman';\"\u003eDefeated, I returned to the car. Several deep breaths later, a can rolled around the passenger side floor. It was the black spray paint Jim didn’t need for his shop project at school. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .1in; line-height: 115%; mso-pagination: lines-together;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman';\"\u003ePerfect.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .1in; line-height: 115%; mso-pagination: lines-together;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman';\"\u003eSweat beaded the back of my neck. I got out, shaking the can. The ball clanging around inside the metal container like images of Rich and Holly inside my head. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .1in; line-height: 115%; mso-pagination: lines-together;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman';\"\u003eRich will open the door now. Probably call the cops and have me arrested for vandalism, and…a bunch of other things. I don’t care. It will be worth it. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .1in; line-height: 115%; mso-pagination: lines-together;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman';\"\u003eI needed proof.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-indent: .1in;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman';\"\u003eUncover the dark secrets that lie within the pages.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .1in; line-height: 115%; mso-pagination: lines-together;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"My Store","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":51754560848242,"sku":"The Green Door_Ebook","price":5.95,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0892\/5279\/0642\/files\/BookBrushImage-2025-4-13-22-167.png?v=1775345996"},{"product_id":"where-there-is-no-whisper","title":"Where there is no Whisper E-Book","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\"The book was tormenting me, and I stayed up much too late reading!!\" \u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eFlashback to 1981: A nostalgic journey of love, loss, and self-discovery 📺\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eMeet Eve Hofmann, a young girl coming of age under difficult circumstances. With a distant mother and dying father, she finds solace in her friendships with Silas Alder and Valerie Pleasant - or so she thinks.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eA chance encounter on a snowy porch sets off a chain reaction of events that changes everything for Eve and Silas, two souls bound by fate but destined to be apart. \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eReaders rave about this heartwarming yet suspenseful tale:\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\"A delightful character... I just wanted others to do right by her.\"\u003cbr\u003e\"Couldn't put it down!\"\u003cbr\u003e\"A breath of fresh air.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eAs Eve navigates adolescence, first love blossoms between her and Silas. Years later, their paths cross again when he's hired to renovate an inherited schoolhouse into her home. Embers of passion reignite, but danger lurks nearby.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eValerie returns after years apart, stirring up memories and putting Eve on edge once more... \u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan style=\"mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;\"\u003eGideon’s eyes were fixed on the corner of the coffee shop. “Don’t look now, Eve, but did you kiss a girl and like it?” \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-indent: .3in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;\"\u003eMy eyes automatically followed his to see Valerie sitting on a stuffed chair in the opposite corner, watching us.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-indent: .3in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;\"\u003eI turned back around. “You know when someone says not to do something, it’s like a requirement to do it anyway.”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-indent: .3in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;\"\u003e“She’s on her way over here,” Dawn said through her teeth.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-indent: .3in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;\"\u003eSuddenly, I recalled spilling my guts to Valerie about Clint Hammond. A reason, perhaps the best, why I didn’t drink. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-indent: .3in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"mso-spacerun: yes;\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e“Hi guys.” Valerie approached with a smile.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-indent: .3in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;\"\u003eDawn squinted up at her. “Valerie Pleasant?” \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-indent: .3in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;\"\u003e“Wait, you know each other?” Gideon handed Dawn a tall drink. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-indent: .3in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;\"\u003e“I’m excited to stay at the schoolhouse,” Valerie gushed. “I don’t know if I mentioned how sorry I am about your dad not being…your dad.”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-indent: .3in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003ci style=\"mso-bidi-font-style: normal;\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;\"\u003eSeriously\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cspan style=\"mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;\"\u003e? “It’s okay.” \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-indent: .3in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;\"\u003eShe glanced at Dawn. “At least you got a place to live out of the deal.”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-indent: .3in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;\"\u003e“Right.”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-indent: .3in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;\"\u003e“Is six an okay time to come by with the rest of my stuff?”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-indent: .3in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;\"\u003e“Sure.” \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-indent: .3in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;\"\u003eValerie gave a wry smile. “I won’t keep you. I wanted to say hi. I can’t thank you enough. You are a lifesaver.”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-indent: .3in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;\"\u003eAs soon as she left, Dawn pounced. “Do my ears deceive me? Valerie Pleasant? Is she moving in with you?”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-indent: .3in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;\"\u003eI cringed at how it sounded. How did it sound? Like I made a whopper of a mistake. “How do I get myself into these things?”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-indent: .3in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;\"\u003eGideon sipped his coffee. “I don’t know, how do you?”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-indent: .3in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;\"\u003e“You told her about Clint Hammond?” Dawn asked. “I mean, you can tell whoever you want.” \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-indent: .3in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;\"\u003e“It’s a temporary deal. She’s moving to Texas at the end of the month.” \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-indent: .3in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan style=\"mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;\"\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan style=\"mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;\"\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan style=\"mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;\"\u003eGet ready for a thrilling ride that will keep you on the edge of your seat!\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-indent: .3in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"My Store","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":51754570809714,"sku":"Where there is no Whisper_Ebook","price":5.49,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0892\/5279\/0642\/files\/BookBrushImage-2025-4-13-22-1713.png?v=1744600673"},{"product_id":"the-cup-of-life","title":"The Cup of Life E-Book","description":"\u003cdiv data-expanded=\"true\" class=\"a-expander-content a-expander-partial-collapse-content a-expander-content-expanded\" style=\"padding-bottom: 20px;\"\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-text-italic\"\u003eTwo futures. One woman. And one dirty secret.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA coming-of-age novel set in rural North Dakota in the 1980s, readers find Simon Anderson to be delightful and relatable.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Gut wrenching, yet heart warming\" -SF, Amazon Customer\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e1984 Simon Anderson is falling in love. After finally working up the courage to tell Nora Toogoody how he feels, Simon finds himself emersed in a passion that feels heaven-sent. His black and white world erupts in a kaleidoscope of colors. But when Nora’s family moves away and his brother’s fiancé shows up at Simon's door with less than sisterly motives, he thinks he's died and gone to hell.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003eHere's a glimpse into Simon's world:\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: MS-Mincho;\"\u003eIn the new shop, I sat down at the card table. The stereo in the corner played “The Gambler.” \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: MS-Mincho;\"\u003eDoug slammed a glass of whisky down on the table in front of me.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: MS-Mincho;\"\u003e“What’s that for?” I asked.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: MS-Mincho;\"\u003e“Empty mailboxes,” Doug said. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: MS-Mincho;\"\u003eShuffling the deck, I looked up and my gaze locked with a woman across the room. Her eyes were an uncanny silver shimmering against the feathers dangling from her ears. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif;\"\u003e“…\u003ci style=\"mso-bidi-font-style: normal;\"\u003eFor a taste of your whisky I'll give you some advice,”\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: MS-Mincho;\"\u003e Kenny Rogers droned.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: MS-Mincho;\"\u003eWho was she? I snuck another glance at her. She wore a powdered blue shirt clinging to every curve. Long hair swept down her back in cascade after cascade of rich dark chocolate. I wanted to plunge my hands in it. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: MS-Mincho;\"\u003eThe sway of her hips sent more currents of fire through my body. When she walked toward me cards slid and burst from my hands. Blindly I gathered them up, my hands shaking. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: MS-Mincho;\"\u003eBefore I could come up with another thought, she sat down across from me. The small space became even smaller. My gaze dropped to her lips, the color of cherry wine. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: MS-Mincho;\"\u003eI wondered what they would feel like beneath mine. My heart hammered hard in my chest. She caught my stare, a smile playing on her luscious mouth.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: MS-Mincho;\"\u003e“I’m not very good at cards,” she said.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: MS-Mincho;\"\u003eMy mind was wiped clean of all thought.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: MS-Mincho;\"\u003e“Maybe you could teach me?” She giggled, and I didn’t even care. Scooting her chair around, she was sitting close enough to see the cards. “You are positively gorgeous.”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: MS-Mincho;\"\u003eI glanced behind me, heart thundering. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: MS-Mincho;\"\u003e“Humble too,” she said in the same sultry tone. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: MS-Mincho;\"\u003eWas she for real?\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003ci style=\"mso-bidi-font-style: normal;\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif;\"\u003e“…know when to walk away and know when to run...”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif;\"\u003e“You from around here?” she asked.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif;\"\u003eI thumped the edge of the cards on the table.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif;\"\u003eShe giggled. “You don’t talk much, do you?”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif;\"\u003eCharles plopped down, draping his arm around her. “Hey bro, how’s Bible college?”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif;\"\u003eShocked, I stammered, “G-good.” She must be Charles’ girlfriend. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif;\"\u003e“What do you got, another year?”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif;\"\u003e“Two.”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif;\"\u003e“Aren’t you going to introduce us?” the woman at his side asked.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif;\"\u003eCharles gave her a heavy lidded gaze. “This is my brother Simon. He’s studying to be a preacher. Simon, Melissa Sutton.”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua',serif;\"\u003eShe looked at me with a mixture of intrigue and something else I couldn’t put my finger on. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: .2in; line-height: 115%;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eGet ready to be captivated, page after page.\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e","brand":"My Store","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":51754592272754,"sku":"The Cup of Life_Ebook","price":5.49,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0892\/5279\/0642\/files\/BookBrushImage-2025-4-13-22-2038.png?v=1744600888"},{"product_id":"sinking-sand","title":"Sinking Sand E-Book","description":"\u003cdiv data-expanded=\"false\" class=\"a-expander-content a-expander-partial-collapse-content\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"a-expander-content a-expander-partial-collapse-content\" data-expanded=\"false\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"a-expander-content a-expander-partial-collapse-content\" data-expanded=\"false\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-text-italic\"\u003e\u003cb\u003eIt was an angry kiss, one meant to punish. She was mad. Why was beyond me, but oh, what punishment! \u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"a-expander-content a-expander-partial-collapse-content\" data-expanded=\"false\"\u003e\n\u003cspan class=\"a-text-italic\"\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"a-expander-content a-expander-partial-collapse-content\" data-expanded=\"false\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-text-italic\"\u003e\u003cb\u003e\"From start to finish this page-turner will have you hooked!\" -Amazon Customer\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"a-expander-content a-expander-partial-collapse-content\" data-expanded=\"false\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBold passionate Florence Solberg shares love for bees and her brothers with careful, purposeful Norman Miller. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"a-expander-content a-expander-partial-collapse-content\" data-expanded=\"false\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cbr\u003eYears later, Florence returns home. During honey harvest, their friendship is rekindled when his kids come to play with hers.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"a-expander-content a-expander-partial-collapse-content\" data-expanded=\"false\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cbr\u003eNorman feels like he’s coming home.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"a-expander-content a-expander-partial-collapse-content\" data-expanded=\"false\"\u003e\n\u003cspan\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"a-expander-content a-expander-partial-collapse-content\" data-expanded=\"false\"\u003e\n\u003cspan\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003eBut what’s great for Norman has the opposite effect on Florence. \u003c\/span\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"a-expander-content a-expander-partial-collapse-content\" data-expanded=\"false\"\u003e\n\u003cspan\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"a-expander-content a-expander-partial-collapse-content\" data-expanded=\"false\"\u003e\n\u003cem\u003eDive in...\u003c\/em\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: normal;\"\u003e“I’m eighteen.” I squared my shoulders. “It’s 1994. Last I checked, there’s no crime against visiting a friend.” What would it be like to be kissed by him? My heart thundered in my ears.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: normal;\"\u003e“I don’t think that’s such a good idea.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: normal;\"\u003eI took a step toward him, close enough to see the brown flecks in his eyes. “Why not? We’re friends, aren’t we?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: normal;\"\u003e“Of-of course. I said…” Norman took a step back.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: normal;\"\u003eHe obviously wanted to get away from me. Like he had for the past four years. He’d been with a ton of girls, not one of them good enough for him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: normal;\"\u003e“You’re mine,” I said, grabbing the front of his shirt. “In my dreams you are, anyway, and no one touches you!”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: normal;\"\u003eWhatever he was about to say was cut off when I reached up and pulled his head down to mine, his lips on mine.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: normal;\"\u003eHe stiffened, grabbed both my arms to push me back, and I held on, kissing him like it was the last time, knowing it was.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: normal;\"\u003eHe pulled away, visibly shaken. “What do you think you’re doing?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: normal;\"\u003e“I thought…”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: normal;\"\u003eAnger flared in his icy gray gaze. “You didn’t think at all.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: normal;\"\u003e“What’s wrong with me?” I set my hands on my hips. There’s no way he knew about Jason. Was there?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: normal;\"\u003eHe doesn’t have to know to see the stain of filth on you.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: normal;\"\u003e“Nothing,” he bit out.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: normal;\"\u003e“There must be something. You’ve dated everything that moves since we’ve been fifteen years old.” His rejection stung like a salt lick in a gaping wound. I drew a deep breath. “Except me.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: normal;\"\u003e“We’re,” he waved a wild hand between us, “not like that. We’ve never been like that.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: normal;\"\u003e“I’d like to be.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: normal;\"\u003eShock registered in his face, he said, “I’ve never…Your brother is my best friend.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: normal;\"\u003e“I thought I was too.” Each word, a flaming arrow to my heart.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: normal;\"\u003e“Yes, a friend!” he shouted.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: normal;\"\u003eHumiliation made me shrink back. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know.” My voice sounded small, agony tearing me up inside. “You mean, all that I felt, that I hoped…I didn’t see at all?” The anguish must have been in my eyes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: normal;\"\u003eHe winced. “I didn’t come here for this.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: normal;\"\u003e“What did you come here for?” I demanded, hurt turning to swift anger.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: normal;\"\u003eHe ran a shaky hand down the back of his head. “I came to say goodbye.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: normal;\"\u003eMy heart was a lump in my throat. “What?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: normal;\"\u003e“I’m leaving Friday. 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