Dear Adam,
Sawyer ate lunch with me today. He made small talk and asked one answer questions. And half of the questions I didn't even provide an answer.
He makes me miss you even more. Why can't you just come back.
Love,
Bailey xoxo
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Dear Adam, (#2 in series)
Teen FictionIn which an unfixable girl writes to a dead boy. "You were a hurricane ," {Sequel to "Dear Bailey,"} WARNING: story may be a trigger
