Help On the Line (ON HOLD UNTIL SEPTEMBER)

Help On the Line (ON HOLD UNTIL SEPTEMBER)

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Fourth graders Liam Crown and Shaelynn Clear thought they would be friends forever. They grew up fast into middle school- and grew out of their friendship even faster. But as they go their separate ways into a huge highschool, Shae faces serious problems that she can't tell anyone else, and Liam now resents his father for reasons his friends can't understand. How can they find comfort and support when they are now distant strangers? It all starts when one picks up a phone and dials a number...
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"Do you see me?" "I always see you." ⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻ It all started three years ago. During that elusive summer that cracked them all down the middle and changed their lives forever. How do you live with that? How do you change all you know and attempt to live the same? Well, the eight of them are about to learn perhaps you don't just get to live with it, and instead, you need to confront the past. Or maybe just fucking pummel it further into the ground. ⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻ "Why were we ever friends?" Dakota mutters, wiping a hand down his face. "Because we all worked well together." Maeve shrugs, "We're all so fucking different. It honestly made this whole thing perfect." Neviah raises a brow, "I think we have different definitions of perfect." "I second that." Victoria hums. "Perhaps deserving?" Phoenix reasons, "We're not perfect, but we're all deserving of each other?" Dylan smiles softly, "I like that."

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