Barton opened his email from somewhere just outside of Pittsburgh and almost fell on the floor with surprise.
Sawyer Fitzgerald had sent him a note.
Why this was so surprising, he didn't know. They were friends, after all. Still, something had happened between them when he last saw her. She seemed to understand how much he needed this time alone. He loved her for that. But he still wished she'd write or call or text...or tweet...or something.
And there it was, a wish come true.
Her movie was opening at Sundance in less than a month, it seemed. He knew without looking that he wouldn't be able to make it. He'd be somewhere in North Carolina at that point.
But an invitation wasn't the purpose of her email. She needed a favor.
She needed a song.
Barton beamed at his computer screen like a lunatic. He kept grinning as he typed. If there was one thing in this world he knew he was good at, it was writing songs for Sawyer.
Sure thing, pretty girl. I'd love to.
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The Beautiful Truth
RomanceSawyer Fitzgerald thought she knew the story of her now-divorced parents. It's colored her whole life thus far. Now in college, her English professor assigns her class to read the book that made her dad famous -- the one that he wrote for her mom ne...
