Sarah,
I’m hurt that you would even suggest that I would stoop so low as to brown-nose. I’ll have you know I’m a respectable young man, who would never ever suck up to anyone.
Uh… how does five-ish sound to her? Oh, yeah! We’re the green house right next to your Aunt’s. There’s a tire-swing out front, and a big wraparound porch.
Your mom isn’t allergic to dogs, is she?
Michael
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Remember Me, Sarah
Teen FictionSarahlynn McArthur was not expecting the news that her mildly-estranged Aunt Matilda had passed away when she sent a letter to her. She also was not expecting to receive the news from a young man named Michael. Perhaps the thing she was expecting th...
