bridge ☹ calum hood ☹ book two

eleanor and park.

on the fifth day,

 

i realized calum was not fond of greetings.

 

“have you ever wondered what it would feel like to fall?”

 

he asked, peering into the water far below.

 

i nodded, “all the time.”

 

“it’s quite tempting,” he said,

 

smoke blowing out of his mouth along with the words.

 

i agreed and he handed me my new book, eleanor and park,

 

before disappearing.

 

yours,

drea

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3 of my friends have read this whole book (including the end) and cried and i feel very accomplished with life 8)