The Mint Green Car's Secrets
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Dernière publication ven., août 11, 2017
Meet Nikki, or Aunika. The girl with the round, big, ocean blue eyes, with black nerdy, fashionable glasses rimmed around them. Dark chocolate hair that will make your knees go jelly. The girl that's always carrying a book around with her... Except it's not a book, it's a journal. She drives around in a mint green convertible buggy. She lives a pretty normal life, you just guess as you take a glance at her.
The thing is, her mother was brutally murdered in front of her eyes by someone in the town. Her dad, well I guess you could call him that, is a drunk partier that could care less about anything or anyone. Could her life be turned around by a friendship? A relationship?
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