"You can barely stand up straight, c'mon," he insists, opening the car door.

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.

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.

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

(coming soon) He was a musician that played on the corner. No one knew who he was; he was just there. For he was Michael Clifford, the guitar phenom.