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"For the past eighteen years I've watched you go out with all kinds of assholes and burnouts, hoping to find something worth smiling for. But I was here all this time. What took you so long?"
Right when Jackson thought his crush of eighteen years, November Martin, would never spare him a glance, fate puts his theory to the test. In a whirlwind of adventure going from strangers to whatever November calls it, Jackson's personal journal ends up in the hands of November where he has stored his eighteen love letters to her. What will this do to their potential friendship? Read to find out.
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