"w-what do you want from me?" "it's my turn to torture you," © arcticmikey, all rights reserved.

I didn't like hugs. I didn't like kisses. I didn't like holding hands. I didn't like high fives. I didn't like shaking hands. I didn't like human contact. Until I met Michael Clifford.

Two stubborn teenagers meet unexpectedly. Both grief stricken and guarded, Maddie soon becomes Michael's lighthouse. Copyright © fluffycashton 2018. All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

: where two neighbours find themselves restless at the same time, 2:00 am.