chapter 1

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4th grade. She was 9. Only 9 fucking years old.

Then there was Lee. 16. Beautiful. Scary.

He was in the library that day. She sat crying in the corner. Not for any logical reason. The main character in her book had died. So she wept. He watched over the edge of his novel.

"Are you ok?" He asked hesitantly.

Surprised, she looked up and flinched at his closeness. He bent down to pick up the book on the floor,not taking his eyes off of her. He moved with a certain shyness that she couldn't help but think was adorable. He was just like uncle JJ.

She knew he was in the special education program at school but he seemed so...normal. He wasn't like JJ and his brothers. Maybe he just had speech problems like she did.

He looked at her with an expectant gaze. What?? She couldn't help but think.

"I cried at this one too" he chuckled nervously at my silence.

Shit

"Oh. Right. The book." Great now she was the one all nervous. What was wrong with her. She mentally smacked her forehead in embarrassment.

"I'm Lee."

"Amy."

And with that...she knew something big was coming....if only she'd known what.

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