The Thirteenth Year
Are you excited?
I am!
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September 2
“Are you coming to the wedding? Please say yes!” I begged over the telephone. “I mean, seriously, I only get married once. So please, please, please, say yes.”
“You do know that I’m in Paris, right?” Sam retorted and I sighed. “Job is freaking loaded right now, D. And I’m really sorry—”
“You are my Maid of Honor, Samantha!” I complained and she groaned.
“I know!”
“So why aren’t you here?!” I demanded, throwing a book across the room to express my frustration.
“I know that I only worked with you half the way but—”
“Oh come on, Sam. You’ll be missing out. We promised each other not to miss out even with your career going platinum. Come on, please?”
“Wow. You really convinced me.” She says and sighs. “I’ll be there in a month.”
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Goodbye at Mid September
Chick-LitWhen Diane Reed meets a rude and cynical man, her philosophy in life changes. In one day, he shifted her eyes into another perspective. And that is the only time they meet. They say goodbye after that one day and Diane began wondering since that da...
