Bittersweet

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THIS BOOK IS CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN AND HEAVILY EDITED. NAMES, PLACES, AND SOME SCENES WILL BE COMPLETELY DIFFERENT. SOME STUFF WILL BE TAKEN OUT AND SOME WILL BE ADDED.

THE INITIAL PLOT STAYS THE SAME.

So, if you begin reading as of 5/21/2021 and choose to read ahead further than I have updated-some things might be confusing or might not make sense. As of right now and will continue, slowly, adding the new chapters as I write them. The PROLOGUE has been rewritten & updated.

**IF A CHAPTER HAS BEEN REWRITTEN/EDITED THE ^^ABOVE^^ NOTE WILL BE AT THE BEGINNING OF THE CHAPTER.

Also- please be aware that with this new version, I will not be posting mature chapters separately. Mature scenes will be added to this book. If you are not comfortable with sexual content and adult language please do not proceed forward. Thanks :)

<TRIGGER WARNING>

This version contains strong sexually explicit scenes and adult language. 

In addition, there are other triggers. I will not go into details here due to not wanting to spoil anything for readers. However, if you have any triggers and would like to private message me to inquire about them, I will be more than happy to send you a list. 

Prologue

1974

Eliza

It was hard not to watch him. He stood on the back of daddy's baby blue pick-up truck, picking up large bags of grain, hauling them to the edge, and then tossed them down into the wheelbarrow. Around this time most mornings, I stood at my window all consumed, watching his movement. His strong arms flinched every time he picked one of the heavy bags up. After each time, he would use the back of his arm to wipe away the sweat beads forming on his forehead.

The silence in my bedroom was gone as some sort of vibration from my chest or sigh, that I couldn't possibly wrap my 10-year-old brain around, spilled from my lips. I wasn't sure what it was, but watching Jack did something to me. Jack Bowen.  My older brother's best friend- my epic first love, by default.

Just one kiss would make my belly flop in excitement. Two kisses and I undoubtably would be the happiest girl in the world.

My eyes were trained on his every movement as one of Daddy's farmhands walked over and began helping him. They talked, laughed, and joked around. Every time Jack's lips moved, a smile touched my lips. In all honesty, I didn't have to be down there in the conversation to know what he was saying was funny. That was just his personality- he had always been the lively one between my brother and him.

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